I sit in pitch-black silence of cosmic thunder on a luminescent perch of a lost star’s most vibrant ray. I am of one mind with a lost star, lost but never to disappear. I never sleep. I lay awake thrashing through every galaxy we share. I am hyper-sonic consciousness flying high on the coattails of a hyper-sonic shooting star. I keep my eyes wide open looking for… for someone like you. But there is no one like you. I know this is so but it’s a brutal thought. I’m afraid I’m not good enough. Self-doubt is a phycological terrorist. I have never given up though. I do not know what giving up means. When I fail, I fail big. There is no shame in this. When I fall, I rise again. There’s no shame in that. There’s no shame in being who I (or anyone else) was born to be. Thank our creator for small favors and great miracles because there you are. I see you. I can see clearly now. You know me. I know you. We simply know each other’s soul’s desires. No words are necessary. It’s easy to recognize a beautiful thing. You’re a beautiful thiing. You make me feel I’m a beautiful thing. You make me feel. I fear nothing. Together we’re a beautiful thing

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