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Sometimes, I stare at the stars. It's almost like some kind of event for me, A recurring celebration or memorial. A birthday, christmas or halloween. "Starday." - Someone once said, *"What if it was a just a ceiling, And the stars were just lightbulbs."* And I laughed at the idea. A real laugh. A child's laugh. - I used to sit outside, on the cold, wet, grass, in the middle of the night. I'd ***** my head to the heavens and just watch. Obsidian. An ocean of black, lined with burning jewels, winking back at me. I figured, explorers had already mapped and navigated all the others. There was but one ocean left. - Sometimes I'd imagine that a spaceship would open up the sky, Drifting down on a wave of fire and light. And they would pick me up, They'd pick me up and steal me away. They'd say, "We heard your prayers." And I'd say, "Finally." N.H.
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Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 10:22 AM UTC
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Sometimes, I stare at the stars. It's almost like some kind of event for me, A recurring celebration or memorial. A birthday, christmas or halloween. "Starday." - Someone once said, *"What if it was a just a ceiling, And the stars were just lightbulbs."* And I laughed at the idea. A real laugh. A child's laugh. - I used to sit outside, on the cold, wet, grass, in the middle of the night. I'd ***** my head to the heavens and just watch. Obsidian. An ocean of black, lined with burning jewels, winking back at me. I figured, explorers had already mapped and navigated all the others. There was but one ocean left. - Sometimes I'd imagine that a spaceship would open up the sky, Drifting down on a wave of fire and light. And they would pick me up, They'd pick me up and steal me away. They'd say, "We heard your prayers." And I'd say, "Finally." N.H.
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Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 10:22 AM UTC
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