the stars murmur between themselves as i float in the dark abyss which they call home, guiding me through their cluster, each star shining; a tiny flame in the silence as i quietly journey through the path they have created for me. even the smallest star, born from the lightest elements and atoms, glows from within, leading me home; home, a place i am not certain of, but they, the stars, seem to know where, who, my heart belongs with.
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venus springs
Poésiepieces of my scattered, unfiltered thoughts mostly written during the darkest parts of the night. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #104 in poetry #25 in poetic
