In the hush of night’s embrace, so wide,
Where silence floats and dreams reside,
There lies a sea, not made of seas—
But stars that whisper through the breeze.
A galaxy, both near and far,
Each flicker shines—a silent scar
Of wishes cast and hopes once made,
That glimmer bright but never fade.
Each star, a story, fierce and true,
Of ancient light that...
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