Under the starry sky
Life itself rests… at last
Glimpses of the past
Are passing by, riding comets
On an endless race
From universe to universe,
A journey for us all
If we’re brave enough
To wake up every morning
To smile, to laugh, to embrace
To …live ;
Under the starry sky
A world spins around itself
Like and old book on a dusty shelf
Waiting for you to find it,
To read it,
And to put it back;
And then, with a smile
Pass it forward .
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