In the silence, I find myself lost in the stars
a speck within a universe of endless space
Uncertainty settles like the evening dew;
I search for answers where shadows are drawn. Are the threads that bind me to existence
thin cords, easily broken, or an unshakeable
undercurrent of life and purpose?
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In the silence, I find myself lost in the stars a speck within a universe of endless space Uncertainty settles like the evening dew; I search for answers where shadows are drawn.
If I'm but a fleeting note in the cosmic song
what is my melody, my harmony?
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