The stars that shoot above us,
Light up the darkened sky,
As the World that spins beneath us,
grows up and dies,
As the sky turns to darkness,
And the sun finally goes down,
What will become of us,
When the stars no longer shoot above us?
Ack, this poem rather sucks...It was very interesting to write, though...
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