I can see them,

the stars in the night sky,

there are so many,

I never know which one to look at.

So I gaze at the entirety of the canvas they’re painted on,

the universe,

the ever-expansive dark,

while I imagine myself,

floating within the stars,

in astral infinince.

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- I know Infinince is not a word (apparently), but I meshed two words together for this, (infinite; essence). It may not be a word, but I tried using variations of infinite, and they just didn’t fit the way I wanted it to. But hey—sometimes putting words together can lead to a more beautiful sounding word, even if it isn’t a real one.