So, have you ever listened to the stars? Not in that metaphorical sense, but really listened?
Seen how they twinkle while keeping all their secrets locked away in distant light years?
It's like having a cosmic friend who never speaks, just watches and occasionally blinks in approval or dismay.
The wind's out tonight, I swear it's ranting about the constellation meeting last week.
There's something magnificently peculiar about a breeze that feels like it's travelled all the way from Andromeda
just to ruffle your hair and ask, "What do you think of black holes? Do you believe in parallel worlds, or are you still stuck in 3D thinking?"
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