Sunday, November 11
Whispers in the Night Sky
I dreamt of whispers in the night that told stories of how I came to be. Fashioned out of heavenly things and lighted by the spark of celestial stars, I travelled from further than the highest of your dreams to get to you.
And while you're asleep I tell you this in a language only you will understand:
I'm not made for you.
I'm made from you.
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