COSMOS OF MEMORY (II)
every star, a story
of what was once reality
some burn brightly,
still warm like the winds of yesterday
some twinkle tenderly,
their last few pages fading away
some dazzle violently,
ends...
of what was once reality
some burn brightly,
still warm like the winds of yesterday
some twinkle tenderly,
their last few pages fading away
some dazzle violently,
ends...