And the vibe is perplexing you towards the end of the race, In a lonely, stony location, Because the missing piece is bonded in a certain place, In a faraway, poison-free constellation.Through the twists and turns of life's grand design, Where shadows dance and whispers call, We search for meaning, for a sign, To guide us through the rise and fall.In the quiet moments, when all seems lost, And the night sky weaves its tapestry, We count the stars, no matter the cost, Hoping to find our destiny.For every heartache, every shattered dream, There's a glimmer of hope, a flicker of...