The tune of the cosmos, whispers to the stars, a song unheard.
Silence within echoes beyond the nebula's grasp.
Your thoughts like light, refracted across the galaxies.
Gentle astrochirp, weaving moments into eternity.
Galactic verses written in the language of pulsars.
Do you remember the cadence of ancient voices?
Like the breath of supernovae, our dreams collide.
Every twinkle, a heart beat in the firmament's tapestry.
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