cold stars above the deserts...
dead lights from the past...
corrosive dust of time...
and to be reflected elsewhere...
and to be reflected elsewhere...
and again...
through intergalactic oceans...
of lights...
the stars will die...
but while their light sails through the empty oceans of space...
of time...
they live as memory...
as dreams...
...since all sleeps in the very arms of Death...
through intergalactic oceans...
of lights.....
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