Star Hole
I sit here
on the perfect end
of a star,
watching light
pour itself toward
me.
The light pours
itself through
a small hole
in the sky.
I'm not very happy,
but I can see
how things are
faraway.
źródło: All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace
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11.06.2026