these stars are invaluable, yet i am a black hole that turns on itself again and again. these invaluable stars float a distance away where i watch them and bask in their starlight when it is dark. they twinkle at me and tell me stories of the galaxies they are in, the cosmic waves and atomic vibrations they experience. i appreciate these with an ominous low sound, like a groan or an empty sigh.
don't get too close. there is no way out. the centre of me is dark and silent and poisonous.
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