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A galaxy of scars
A galaxy of scars
Everyone a different shade.
Some darker, some deeper,
some orbiting each other.
Everyone still living, hoping
to burn a beautiful red and
weep and heal and weep
Again. They explode and
the black surrounding them
absorbs and radiates every
time, standing still and still
smoking from that first
burst forth, screaming
into being. Soaking
into the absence.
Everyone a different shade.
Some darker, some deeper,
some orbiting each other.
Everyone still living, hoping
to burn a beautiful red and
weep and heal and weep
Again. They explode and
the black surrounding them
absorbs and radiates every
time, standing still and still
smoking from that first
burst forth, screaming
into being. Soaking
into the absence.
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