Space between us, not that far.
Re-flecting those evening stars.
Miles and ages between these.
But from here’s the view to seize.
Points of light, they’re right next to.
They’re intertwined through and through.
Both in truth and fallacy.
Separate by a galaxy.
Unique worlds unto their own.
Spun through darkness, and alone.
How they’re rising, how it flows,
How they seem so very close.
In that vastness, that deep sky.
Questions and some reasons why.
Why our space begets resistance.
Why there’s closeness in the distance.
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