my curtain are drawn,
even though the skies
call out:
"come gaze,
dear boy,
upon the ageless night,
so dark
and oh so bright,
come sit with us
and sigh."
and again i wonder
why i am not somewhere
three thousand years ago,
or simply so many miles away,
where the stars truly are
as bright
as these dreams.
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