We pressed on, with our worship for the stars …

We pressed on, with our worship for the stars – all while that dark sea, with hands like thieves, routinely sanctified our bodies under its compassionless nights. Our eyes stayed unblinking, fixated on those brilliant diamonds. Though our faces, contorted, infused with pain, and drowning. Though our bodies, starved from light.

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