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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff." Carl Sagan ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We’re all stardust, remnants of Divine Magnetism and celestial fire born in cosmic crucibles, forged by desire. Nebulas hum their ancient lullabies as galaxies twirl, painting cerulean skies. Orion dips his brush in cosmic hues splattering constellations across the night. Betelgeuse, a crimson heart, pulses bright, while Vega whispers secrets to the moon. Leaves pirouette, auburn and gold, their descent, a melancholic ballet. The wind carries their muffled tales of love lost, memories etched in clay. Waves kiss the shore, then retreat a perpetual dance of longing and release. Salt-laden breeze weaves through my hair, echoing tales of sailors lost at sea. Two souls collide like binary stars, their orbits entwined, cosmic scars. across light years they find solace in muted promises and stolen kisses. The Divine pendulum swings relentless and wise, carving wrinkles in our mortal canvas. I chase memories, elusive as comets, Hoping to grasp infinity in fleeting moments. Beyond the event horizon where black holes weep, lies a realm of quantum murmurs and paradoxes. Perhaps there in singularity’s embrace I’ll discover cosmic consciousness, seeking answers to questions unasked. Divine magnetism, I hope to gain, by listening to my spirit and detaching from this physical plane. Differentiating between perishable and imperishable, I now accept I’m a medium through which Divine magnetism flows. And so, dear reader, as my verse unfurls, know we’re all stardust, remnants of magnetism Divine, a celestial rhyme. Our heartbeats echo the Universe’s pulse, cosmic sonnets written across space and time.
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