some poets take stars as symphonies, as distant melodies multiplied by infinity into limitless grandeur, hope speeding faster than violet out into eternal possibility; we drink of love expanding hotter than blue suns towards an emptiness, so full of newness, it explodes galaxies in a moment; of a universe so large only our hearts blended together and exploring forever can begin to fill it

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