We are many things,
Small, insignificant.
Unnoticed, untouched,
In this cosmos wide.
And so when you train your eyes,
At the galactic sky,
Just remember we r the cosmos,
We are, the sky.
YOU ARE READING
Often confusing
PoetrySecond part to a muses musings because wattpad has a story limit. . . I mean an enthralling book of stories
