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In Awe Of The Night SkyTwenty-four stars shooting into nothing, billions of aeons ago.We are small, not a grain of sand compared to a moment in the universe. Pointless, aimless, endless. Gaze into the forever, not to comprehend, just to watch and forget. For the moment, nothing. Twenty-four stars shooting into oblivion billions of aeons ago. We are small, but not a grain of sand. |