Stargazer’s Lament

Fate takes the form of stars –

Constant, primitive, and always there.

Apparent but seemingly intangible.

Sometimes bright, sometimes fading.

May disappear for the day

But always comes back to taunt the dark.

How stars create forms

Is how a person is never destined for another;

That I may run for miles and miles

To gaze at them somewhere else,

Stars will always form the same pattern

Just as how I can never call you mine.


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