Gypsum Powder
You and I are what's left of the Big Bang
All else has been smashed together again
Mixed and abhorred until it no longer resembles the
Stardust from which it was made
But you, you, you, you
That sparkle in your eyes
These molecules remember it
The sight of a thousand stars born in an instant
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