Shooting Stars Are Exactly As You Are
Behind every person’s soul,
a universe quietly resides.
And I still find it strange
that despite that cosmic brilliance,
we circle back to fixate
on surface-level, fleeting things.
Things that could never touch
the depth of our own true radiance.
We never notice our own
beauty—isn’t that beautiful?
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