Looking above the sky, it's high, The shining star that's small and shy, Twinkling and glowing, making us realize, That we just have to see and just visualize.
The mystery remains still and stand, Why is it there, why it glare? As we only stand and stare, Seeing the sky, up so high.
Above the star is a empty space, Covering it, is the silence that stays, What is there ? darkness and dispare? To think that ,is unique and rare.
Are we alone? , No one knows, Looking above and seeing forth, I try to figure , sensing more, Why is it there? No one knows.
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