![]() A answer for the bright sky.A Poem by cynicalWhy do you fear the stars? The stars know my secrets Each world of flames is its own Yet why do I have this fear following me like a clone? The stars guide me to light Another world unknown to this cosmic right Lets me feel into this everlasting burst of bright Like moth to a flame These stars call each vagabond by name Its creator was precise Making these stars irresistible as they entice And man still asks, Why do you fear the stars? © 2023 cynicalAuthor's Note
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