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sophia

As we watch the sky, Observing the constellations and the stars left astray I can’t help but be jealous of them and their stagnant lives, Unlike the stars you and i are not definite, Even through the day the stars remain the same Behind the wing of a bird, Past the thick of a cloud, Even as they are chilled by the wind And blurred by the rain, The stars will be the same