Breathing Beneath The Stars

Breathing Beneath The Stars

At dusk, darkness sets in as daylight withers away into the horizon.
As I lay beneath the vast blackness gazing up at the stars, the night came alive.
With every breath, the night grew calm. It was beautiful.
The sky above showed me its wonders.
I took a breath to read into the heavens, only to be drawn towards a shooting star.
It was for a moment, and then it faded away.
The night was serene, and I was at peace.
It almost felt like a dream, resonating with the sounds of silence.
Just as I lay there, breathing beneath the stars. 

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