In August, at twilight,
you can wish upon a meteor
and have tangled Perseid dreams.
You can bottle the churning, chaotic energy
of our spinning galaxy
her spiral arms enfolding you
in her cosmic reality.
This is no deception.
We all walk a path
of chance, of fate,of finding purpose.
You are here.
Loneliness is not an option.
Your reflection is everywhere.
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