Are You Reading Me?
Saturday, February 03, 2024
Premonition
The gloomy skies begin to clear
As the star-studded veneer
Of the firmament coruscates on high
The universe remains unknown
Despite its implications shown
In hopeful glimpses, prompting one long sigh.
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