Problem

I have a problem with  the stars
Staring at me all the time
Sometimes I can't see
Sometimes we look into our eyes.

Any given moment it's time;
To wonder, to talk, to marvel,
Chatting with the unknown
Getting to know the most strangest thing of them all.

Asking the stars, asking the world, asking life...
Shiny, tiny, infinite as it all.
The only You that persists through time
Only and forever from within.
AB


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