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T. H. E. C. H. O. S. E. N. O. N. E
Have you ever looked at the stars? I mean actually looked at them. How small they were, yet so beautiful; a contrasting light to the infinite darkness shrouding them. How scarce they are above the city lights, yet plentiful above the untouched countryside. How inconceivably beautiful... unique they are.
I never appreciated the uniquity of stars until one of them which I adored burnt out, adding another space for the darkness to permeate. Another empty platter on the table of Earth, never to be filled again.