Shooting stars
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To be a restless shooting star
is a binding contract:
no stopping, no restarting.
Straightaway across space,
Saddened to bid fairwell to
the stabilized colleagues, shining in
stillness, serenity.
The stars are shining. Clear skies.
Been staring above for a while that my neck has become stiff.
Its worth it.
I see how Earth is rotating, around, around, and around. Like a globe spinning.
