A star dies with a silent scream
But from the death, life
Stars are borm from the ashes of their dead
A never ending cycle
Death and life, polar opposites
In harmony
Yin and yang
Not in constant struggle,
But in constant balance
One
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| One A star dies with a silent scream But from the death, life Stars are borm from the ashes of their dead A never ending cycle Death and life, polar opposites In harmony Yin and yang Not in constant struggle, But in constant balance One |
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