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The stars of heaven bloomed in the velvet black.

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When you tell of me of the stars, tell me of the black, for it is together they make the beauty of the night-heavens.

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Nights of richest blues that become the purest black, hug heaven's eyes so sweetly, the ones that shine so bright.

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In a black that has the strength of midnight blue whispering to its heart, balletic stars take to their stage.

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Stars embedded into the black night bring beauty to one another, as only complementary opposites ever can.

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Stars come to greet our eyes and lift both head and heart heavenwards.

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If the souls dreaming in this city became as lights in the blackness, they would very much be as awe-striking as the stars.

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And in the night sky were stars, as if God had sprinkled them so sugar-sweet upon the most perfect of black birthday cakes.

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The dusk comes as a promise of starlight, of those brilliant pearls of the nighttime that sit as if cushioned upon pure black velvet.

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In every direction there is a star, should I fly into the universe any way would be the right way. I tilt my head, gazing upward, eyes more open than they can be in the fullness of day, not looking at one star, yet somehow seeing them all at once.