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asteria

February 10, 2019

it has never snowed in my lifetime in this city and it never will, but sometimes at night when the city lights are dim the stars look like snowflakes. i wish i could keep my window open and let the stars take shelter in my home, but if i did the cold would find its way in and hide in the corners of my bones. for now, i will let the stars watch me from outside until the sun swallows them up.

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  • asteria

    this is so beautifully wistful! in all honesty, it caught my eye because of my user :)

    my favorite line is "i wish i could keep my window open and let the stars take shelter in my home." as if the stars are delicate and need protection. but their dainty guise can bring pain and heartache when the cold hides "in the corners of my bones." your works are always so drenched in imagery, i love it


    7 months ago
  • Anha

    this is so short, but so powerful. love the new message from writer lol


    7 months ago