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April 17th In the eternal cold, dark and void, Where drifting clouds make up everything we know, Where terrible storms are givers of life, Where the strongest prevail over anything else, There is a bright star. A pulsar in the void Shining bright, untamed, wild In this chaos there is order The order of that pulsar Even though there’s hundreds of stars Only few shine as bright Not everyone can see this Some people think all stars shine equally bright Some misinterpret brightness Some don’t want to see But I do I see the pulsar Shining bright, untamed, wild And I admit I’m lucky to see the stars In the void and chaos Sometimes I believe this happens because I’m a star too I know that I can shine bright Brighter than most of the clutter out there, Or at least, I thought From the tiny corner of the void I could see I knew I was always the brightest No one could challenge me A king on a tiny hill But that changed My tiny corner of the void got a little bigger And I saw something new A pulsar in the void Shines bright, strong Few things look this bright And it terrifies me It terrifies me because now I’m but a dormant star I always knew how bright I could shine But never tried to shine that bright Today I see a pulsar in the void And realize that I’m not the brightest one anymore I need to shine brighter now But I don’t know if it’s too late I’m but a dormant star Shadow of a former glory A small brown dwarf Staring at a pulsar in the void And the idea of not being able to shine as bright Terrifies me.
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 10:59 AM UTC
A Pulsar in the Void
April 17th In the eternal cold, dark and void, Where drifting clouds make up everything we know, Where terrible storms are givers of life, Where the strongest prevail over anything else, There is a bright star. A pulsar in the void Shining bright, untamed, wild In this chaos there is order The order of that pulsar Even though there’s hundreds of stars Only few shine as bright Not everyone can see this Some people think all stars shine equally bright Some misinterpret brightness Some don’t want to see But I do I see the pulsar Shining bright, untamed, wild And I admit I’m lucky to see the stars In the void and chaos Sometimes I believe this happens because I’m a star too I know that I can shine bright Brighter than most of the clutter out there, Or at least, I thought From the tiny corner of the void I could see I knew I was always the brightest No one could challenge me A king on a tiny hill But that changed My tiny corner of the void got a little bigger And I saw something new A pulsar in the void Shines bright, strong Few things look this bright And it terrifies me It terrifies me because now I’m but a dormant star I always knew how bright I could shine But never tried to shine that bright Today I see a pulsar in the void And realize that I’m not the brightest one anymore I need to shine brighter now But I don’t know if it’s too late I’m but a dormant star Shadow of a former glory A small brown dwarf Staring at a pulsar in the void And the idea of not being able to shine as bright Terrifies me.
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Apocrypha
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 10:59 AM UTC
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