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Close your eyes, and imagine—
the stars above whisper secrets in a tongue unknown.
Yet they feel strangely inviting, don't they?
You sit under this vast cosmos, where every twinkling light
dances like a memory of something hazy, fading in and out,
like an old song your mother used to hum. No words—just hums.
Have you ever held a night so still that it throbbed?
Pulsing softly, with synchrony to your heart's beat?
You ponder if they hear your silent musings above,
or perhaps, it's you who listens while the stars breathe.