Echoes Between Stars
I wandered through a sky of thought,
Where time and silence intertwined.
Each star a whisper I had caught,
Each breeze a memory left behind.
The cosmos hummed a quiet tune,
Of lives once lived and dreams once dared.
The moon, a mirror, held my rune—
A symbol of the soul I bared.
No map could chart this inner flight,
No compass guide the heart’s unrest.
Yet in the velvet arms of night,
I found the peace I’d long suppressed.
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