#spacedust - Hello Poetry

You, My love, Are a walking galaxy. So full of beauty, Mystery, And passion. You, My love, Are a walking miracle; The entire cosmos in a single being. You, My love, Have the universe in your eyes, The stars in your soul, And stardust in your bones. You, My love, Are brilliant in every way. Remember that the next time Anyone makes you feel Any less than what you are

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Oct 19, 2023

Oct 19, 2023 at 7:27 PM UTC

TheMostOptimisticPessimist

You, my love

You, My love, Are a walking galaxy. So full of beauty, Mystery, And passion. You, My love, Are a walking miracle; The entire cosmos in a single being. You, My love, Have the universe in your eyes, The stars in your soul, And stardust in your bones. You, My love, Are brilliant in every way. Remember that the next time Anyone makes you feel Any less than what you are

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terrestrial minds suffocate in the clouds Logic and Rationale scream out loud consuming the oxygen needed to live and die leaving none for those with galaxies in their eyes. Atmosphere pressures all to conform and crushes all that stray from the norm. These are conditions where land lubbers thrive and star chasers are crippled by society’s vice.

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Jul 15, 2020

Jul 15, 2020 at 10:41 PM UTC

starstrike

Star Chaser

terrestrial minds suffocate in the clouds Logic and Rationale scream out loud consuming the oxygen needed to live and die leaving none for those with galaxies in their eyes. Atmosphere pressures all to conform and crushes all that stray from the norm. These are conditions where land lubbers thrive and star chasers are crippled by society’s vice.

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The universe explodes, Expands, Retracts, And reforms Inside each of us. There is no such thing as singular soulmates, For we are all tiny universes Built from the dust of the Big Bang, Constantly retracting into each other.

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Nov 26, 2018

Nov 26, 2018 at 4:20 AM UTC

SpikesMountainDew

Short Two

The universe explodes, Expands, Retracts, And reforms Inside each of us. There is no such thing as singular soulmates, For we are all tiny universes Built from the dust of the Big Bang, Constantly retracting into each other.

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