Friday, June 15, 2018

MirrormasK

Behind the veil of stars we can see hides the night of eternity
These are the very ones we can reach out for with our fingertips
With eons left before they mature to yield their sentient fruits
Their light the shroud of a ghost that has yet to be born
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