Like the stars
And like the stars I lie inconspicuous amongst the many.
My passions shaping the nebula of my life.
Passions naked to the human eye, but I would be empty without.
When observed from earth I am just one of countless, carrying on right beside the rest.
But in reality I'm alone with nothing but black swallowing me from all sides.
My unknown purpose driving me further into the dark.
Overwhelmed by the immenstiy of the universe I remain an insignificant speck in life.
But just like the stars--- I burn on.
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