Two strangers
Complete strangers
Lying on a chilly hillside
Bathed in the blackness of night
Gazing up gazing up gazing up at the sky
The quiet stalwart stars that spill across the dome
The feathery dark dark dark blue that encompasses them all
Wondering how to touch the constellations that speak, whatever the words may be, and how to not deserve to be such strangers, so silent in this sunless light
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