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Stars in the same sky

must rely on their shine

amidst the blackness

to find

the exactness of their rhyme.



Let's untravel space

to the point of origin:





       - Birth -



Waiting

to be unearthed

from the bowels

of a black hole.



Outer universe sky.

Blackened blanket

impregnated

with freckled thoughts

of blazing luminescent

seeds.



       - Growth -



Burning, bleeding

white.

    dot.. dot.. dot..

upon canvases washed obscure.

Pure, they develop

together:

Mature

into something

larger than

forever.



       - Peak -



At heightened cultivation,

they're fully intertwined

and leaking shine

all over the moon,

seeping star-bright

coats of light.



      - Preservation -



A chunk of space

carved out

of two brilliant

points,

and pushed back dimensions:

silently paneled

onto a timeless

plane.





Eternal, they linger

in the hush of galaxial outskirts

where the glow

is all they know,

or need,

to exchange...