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And each by each, every star, burning with the might of a thousand suns, departs from sight. And when the night comes over again, will we remember them for what they were one moment before? Their names, their positions in the sky? Their meanings in our minds?



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too much into the skies even for me to decipher
Life moves on…
Aha!
Read this on twitter.
wow.
and tragic, we dont.
Perhaps not that tragic to forget. But definitely a tragedy to be forgotten. Hypocritical, but tragic
haha well.. i feel both are equally tragic somehow
imagine, not giving something spectacular its due.. always a shame.
I understand what you’re saying. That’s why I call myself a ‘tragedy in the making’