In the black that is space,
In the void above our heads,
The glimmer of planets,
Whether living or dead.
Suspended in nothing,
But suspended none the less,
Floating in a system,
A system unlike the rest.
One among endless,
Infinite of its kind,
So many just like it,
But the same you won't find.
It's not the first one,
And it's not the seventh,
It's the third planet,
That's closest to Heaven.
The End.
7-13-2023
©skintech
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