Between the constellations, where shadows mingle with dreams,
Echoes of ancients sing songs in the silken dark – golden hymns,
Private utterances caught in the web of space, strands of whispers.
Do you hear them? Handwritten verses etched on the fabric of stars,
Secrets whispered through the rustling breath of galaxies.
In this infinite library, among spiraling myths of kindled dust,
Floating through the cosmic umbra tactical, tales told by the void
– Fall through orbits, oh wanderer, to read them inscribed in the dark.
Page by page, stardust unfurls a silent saga.
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