And an infinity implodes...
Iridescent white
Yellow light
Orange fire
A claret pyre
An explosion releases
Multiplies, increases
Rippling the air
Obliterating all that is there
When it's nearly over
The star gone supernova
While the instant explodes…
The infinity implodes…
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I write to live. I live to write.
I look up and see the moon. And wish to sit upon. Watch the world below. And see it moving on. I look up and see the planets. A different place to go. Run along the dunes of Mars.
We are the stars, There are millions within the galaxy, We stand strong within the sky, Held together like epoxy, We make up constellations, Like Ursa Minor and Major, The star signs come from...
Space is an unusual place, waiting to be explored. It has stars that glitter like diamonds and are illusions to our eyes.
Hey Mr. Moon, why the long face. Whatever is the matter, Did you fall from grace. Hey Mr. Moon, nice craters and dust. Your contours so edgy, Like handmade pie crust. Hey Mr.
(inspired by @earthbound, others have done them also, so those authors as well.) Twinkle twinkle little star, I already know what you are.
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