Not a poem but, still poetic.

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Stargazer- A flurry of stars and galaxies enter my eyes in symphonies of pastel clouds. The way the sky bends at dawn and how it becomes engulfed in the colors of beauty is fascinating. The whisper of wind that runs as fast as she can in the bright ball of light in the pitch black tar that seems to reflect dreams off it's surface making mirrors and rose thorns with lavender kisses and lily-pop hits. Making purple death and flurries of stars run.

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