Chromatic Circles

In the silence calligraphy of stars,
fading scriptures etch the sky's membranes.
Whispers of hue beckon distant orbs,
an elegy written in decentralized lines.

Nebulous tapestries embrace our sleeping planets.
'Eclipses murmur sepulchers of light.'
Time unwinds like rusty ribbons, threading through hollow circles — windows to larval galaxies.

Decaying stars, symphonic silence.
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