A perfect night
A soft breeze whispers over the wide lake, Smiling at the cloudless night sky. It was a perfect night: Countless stars filled the air, Surrounding the trees and overflowing into the night. A shooting star: symbol of false hope A satellite: the impostor among the cosmic objects A plane: pollution in the night sky A planet: seemingly brighter than the stars, they reflect what they have not. The Universe is grander than the collectivity of every man’s dreams and realizations, Yet mankind tends to see itself as…
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