Dear Traveler, from the edge of the Celestial Veil,
I've witnessed the birth of a star, its glow
painting my soul in hues of azure and scarlet.
For nights, I've floated, tethered to this slumbering world,
where the winds carry soft echoes of light dancing
on the cosmic tide.
I close my eyes, and hear the ancient tales
whispered by the dying glow of distant suns,
their spectral voices weaving through the fabric
of this silent, eternal void. In the shadows,
I find comfort, a solace found only in the arms
of the universe’s gentle embrace.
Your thoughts traverse the same stars, I feel it.
If I reach out, perhaps my fingers brush against
your dreams, as they float aimlessly across
this boundless expanse. Send word upon the starlight,
so that I may hear your whispers amongst the echoes
of the silent void.
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