Space
The silent sea
The endless ocean that holds you and me
and the rest of life as we know it.
I'd rather not know
Not see the countless patterns plotted out
by the astronomers with their rows and columns.
Rather in a boat
Amist the dark silence and pulsing stars
I float there, and see god.
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Danny Lazars
I'm a senior at Tacoma School of the Arts. Film, music, and storytelling are my passions and have driven me for my life. I am excited to be attending NYU in the fall and plan on graduating with the class of 2018.
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