the night sky devours all light, and everything is black. black and silky like a raven's feathers. soft like velvet. as the night embraces you, you want to get lost in it. it wraps itself around every part of your body, smooth to the touch. you look upwards and see small white lights, like chinese lanterns, except smaller and seemingly far away. you begin to wonder what it would be like to be a soft, silky piece of the black, velvety sky. you wish to feel the power it has to devour all light. you want to explore the far corners where the stars are and you want to embrace the feeling of being alive, free. free as a shooting star, free as a raven.
*sorry if this makes no sense.... it's poetry
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