Isn't it funny? In the grand concert of the cosmos, we often forget our parts are but solos in an eternal symphony. Have you ever heard the echoes from a galaxy far away, as if they're trying to say something sweet yet only just out of reach?
Like the hum of a restless universe, spinning stories in the dark. Sometimes, when the night is just right, you can feel those whispers, like a gentle reminder of all things vast and curious.
Take a moment. Imagine you're standing on a comet, sliding over the stellar dunes. What do you think those cold stars would say? Maybe they'd share secrets, or maybe they'd just blink at you in universal indifference.
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