How many stars are in the sky,
Just burning out,
Or longing to die?
I deliberate their history,
Trickery and foolery,
The deceit,
Lightyears between us,
What do I really see?
Perhaps someone or something out there is looking back at me,
Actually undoubtedly,
But simultaneously,
Or are we their history!?
Images of new and old,
From galaxy to galaxy.

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