Amungst the Stars
The Lost Text Of The Stars, Where are they all,
So motionless, so still yet out there they're moving, coliding, in awe,
Twas what meaning doth they have, so away, so far,
Doth awaiting explorers to let guide them home,
When shall we visit the stars,
So many only a glimpse they had, would it be fair to ever let travel amungst them,
after so long we wonder . . . Why not wonder forever more, what more there was amungst.
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2018
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