I was born to a galaxy of planets and stars
I make friends with particles and debris
The imperfections just like me
We roam the space
Just to see how far we can go
Occasionally bumping into one another
Being separated into different directions
Coincidently passing by your window while you sleep
When I disappear from your night sky
Who will notice
Who will dwell
Who will mourn
Who will celebrate
Who will pray

I will nevertheless
Be thinking of you always


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