I am made of crushed stars,
The dust and energy from their collapse.I am the product of the endless expanse of space,
The very manifestation of the cosmos.I am the result of the endless cycle of creation and destruction,
The living embodiment of the vastness of our universe.I am the reflection of the endless wonder of the cosmos,
The perfect reflection of its beauty and its chaos.----★----
I've been obsessed with stars lately. Have you heard that humans are made up of stuff from stars?
Feb. 2, 2024
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𝐎𝐡, 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥.
PoetryMy soul speaks as my soul will. Do not silence it. Some of those poems are just for fun but in the end, they were all written by me, so please don't take any credit from them 1k reads on 24.02.24