Sometimes I pretend that all the stars in the night sky are really everyones' lit cigarettes... and the one closest to the moon is you. I remind myself that they are all distant suns, and that some are destined to burn out faster than others.
(c) Brent M Harpur, April 2009.
"We are all of us made of stars, human flesh is stardust." (Joni Mitchell)
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