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I like to think that the stars had seen it all—the beginning of life and the present.

The stars are always up there, day and night, and they have seen a lot happen on earth. They have witnessed government regimes come and go; kingdoms rise and fall, and all we can ever imagine – known and unknown.

If you connect to this short poem, then you might just be seeing things the way I do. Haha, it’s only one of my happy night muses. Good night.

Little twinkle stars bold
Upon the vast void
Where invincible forts hold
Abundant stories untold

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