Untitled (01.10.03)
never have the stars meant more to me,
glistening, shining beautifully,
amidst an almost.... pitch black sky.
My stars flicker, infinitely miles away, in one spot.... stationary.
Your stars give a harsh glow, mere miles about the earth, constantly moving.... never once stopping.
one color given, brightening harshly,
randomly placed beneath an orange glow.
-daniel Wade
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