A black canvas sprinkled with an array of white dots. So close,
yet so far away. I raise my hand upward towards the alluring, moonlight sky, as if I could kiss the stars with my fingertips. But they’re so far away. A night sky corresponding with that one person’s soul. Their soul that you long to touch; long to understand. Each star prevailing something unique in the drama called life. Deep, captivating, mysterious. So surmised, yet so mistaken. Longing to comprehend; longing to understand. But it’s so deep, so vast. You could never touch it. Never understand.
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