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In the silence of the vast expanse,
A river of stars pours through the night,
A canvas, endless, deep and sheer,
Adorned with specks of ancient light.
There's a solitude in the cosmic dance,
Where worlds spin, untamed and free,
Bound by invisible threads of force,
To the rhythm of celestial decree.
Amidst the black, a lonely orb,
Swathed in blue, with whispers of green,
Cradled in the arms of nothingness,
A solitary jewel, serenely serene.
The winds of time sweep across its face,
Carving stories into mountains and sand,
The ebb and flow of life's embrace,
The gentle touch of nature's hand.
Beneath the skies, so infinite,
The human heart beats, a finite drum,
Echoing through canyons of dreams,
A testament of all that is to come.
For each of us, a thread within,
The fabric of the universe's weave,
A fleeting spark, an ember’s glow,
In the quiet tapestry we leave.