Dead Stars.
Bright lights from the distant past.
A passing comet.
A lasting memory to fill her heart.
Two less lonely people.
Stargazing Under the Midnight Sky.
Let's see how wonderful the stars are.
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Under the Midnight Sky
PoetryA collection of memories from the forgotten past. A reminiscent of savored moments which never seemed to last. A tapestry of emotions woven into art. A fragment of soul from a fading heart.
