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I am a constellation.

Afterlife: Echoes



Sleeping won't let you love the night. I've heard about constellations, but never was too interested.



I won't believe in a human conspiracy.



Instead of a constellation, I see seven beautiful stars.



I'm not learning about them.



I am a constellation. Stars connect and make me.



The stars roar when you are near to them.



Is this the reason that they stay away from us.



Maybe they want to admire us. See us smiling.



They say 'dead ones become stars'.



I admire the ones living. I wave goodbyes to the ones dead.



There it is, the afterlife.



The dead ones, their voices echo.



Ever tried to listen what stars say, are they actually roaring.



I close my eyes to listen what they say.



But I want to see them all the time.



If I sleep, they'll go away.



and if I don't, I'll be stepping towards them.



The afterlife is beautiful, cause its after life.



Loving others is what I've learnt from the stars.



The seven stars make me.



Spending my life looking for the eighth one.



And that day, we'll stop sleeping.



I'll go back to the eternal place I came from.



You'll see me as a star.



Beautiful tomorrow.



~ Spidy Web




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