Star
Star
Star
Star
Siblings and distant cousins
they are.
Light-years-apart.
Clusters. Strangers.
Falling
Falling
Where they go…
I do not know.
Cradle them: Tender souls.
Immortal wishes
to burdensome—
Minds their own.
Flee the sky – human scars.
Star
Star
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