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Even Stars Perish

Written: November 05, 2023 ___________________________________________ Away from Earth, the sky is always hideous, A whimsical sun made my dream obvious. A deep redolent dream, moon, and scheme, Ideal site for drifting ways of cosmic gleam. I'm swaying in space, skeptical of the place, Cool wind ruins the stars as emerald tunes trace. Arms may be lifted in sync due to the breeze, I breathe in even the peculiar air to appease. Only musings glimpse through my icy hand, A strange adventure with a translucent stand. My first trip here, I couldn't decry the North Star, Lacking solid support, the stars went barre. I am clad by kaleidoscope matter and vitality, As I cross space, black holes are a split reality. A cosmic light kiss of life infuses my skin, Lips of ash, frame stuck by whimsey within. A billion stars cover each soaring nebula, I'm an instant hit, as speculated by a fibula.
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November 5, 2023 at 12:09 PM
Beautifully written, Sotto! It felt like you were haunting the stars.
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November 5, 2023 at 9:31 AM
Brilliant rhymes as always and amazing diction! I really love the opening line, i sometimes wonder how it would be to look at the earth from afar, i bet it would be hideous! I really love especially the lines “ I'm swaying in space, skeptical of the place“ seamless alliterations and so much depth in that line itself! “ As I cross space, black holes are a split reality.“ soulful! Your way with weaving imagery in such a descriptive manner is always so impressive! Impeccable write! Pleasure reading
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