I, Too See Universes

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I recognize the sound of the bell tower once its strikes noon.

Every. Single. Day.

I, too know the feeling of relief that you made it thus far.

Praise. The. Gods.

Like the candle snuffed out after kissing the little ones goodnight,

My light feels muddied.

Never. Forget. The. Light.

To be of noble repute amongst your fellow people is a battle

Requiring great skill and will.

But behind every locked door lies a reason for us to continue

Walking as mini universes.

Each universe goes by a different name, but all our bound to

The rules that govern even the brightest of stars.