Under the Stars

Under the stars, where there’s nothing but silence

Where we’re suddenly naked, every inch of skin exposed to the heavenly fire up above

Under the stars, the only place where we can see through the past

and the past, for once, is breathtakingly beautiful

The only place where I am here and everywhere at once

A place where the past and future collides

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