Questions
In the faraway distance, I see; Reflections of how things used to be. Up high in the sky, so far; Glimmers a dwindling, fragile star. Its life was short, but its reflection lasts; Despite my knowledge, that its time has passed. How could something, so bright, so strong; No longer thrive in the skies beyond? A question seems to persist in my mind; Are we…
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