Absolute Magnitude
Like all life, born from everlasting blackness
she was
A valued aspect of her was not here
and she did not know what it was
she longed for
Parading around her emptiness with no purpose
as so many stars shone brightly around her
Each star was in line with its trajectory,
its future clear set for it to travel
around its avenue
Envious of those stars she looked inside herself,
searching for her eternal greatness
her calling in the void
Brought up by self-devotion
and might
she spiraled to her height
She was devoured by confidence
strong as truth, sharp as lies
Born before, but now a brazen beauty.
Her own star to match the others
She is in orbit
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