
Reach up and run your fingers through the stars. Feel them twinkle, surge with brightness, and dim again. Reach through the blackness, through the pitch of night and shadow stain sky, reach and stir the light that has taken years to reach back to touch you. Reach, reach, there’s no point to a life spent never trying.
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Published on February 18, 2015 06:00