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It would be nice to share these evening star gazes with someone

I’ll wish on that shooting star

It’s amazing how casually something can be on fire and reaching its doom

Some billion year journey ended

There is a dog howling in the night

Someone to sit in this darkness with me

Look up and ponder

Pointing out little machines

Being disappointed when they’re planes

Coming into this place I know

Where I am

That no one knows but me

Would they see my soul blazing out into space?

Watching as the night vision fades in

And the stars multiply

When the night sky is the only thing that matters

And we wonder why we cared so much about everything else

It’s all pointless

We’re spinning around on a fancy rock in space

How could it really matter?

Why are we not frolicking in this garden?

Why do we work so hard to sustain meaningless things?

Why do we flock to humans who have more than us and fawn?

We could all have nothing in a second

Everything we worked so hard to build crumbling around us

Metaphorically or literally

Living these lives chasing after something humans made up

Instead of connection with eachother

Did that shooting star hear my wish?

So they ever?

Something making noises in the night

An owl?

Yes

I should go say goodnight to my planet

There is a second owl

Owl talk

If my body would let me I’d stay out here for hours

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