Navigating the cosmos
At the speed of light
I see stars passing by
Like white arrows
Dots in front of me
Passing by touching my ears
Like white fluffy pollen
On a windy day in spring
They slow down
I slow down
We have arrived to destination
To the present
Sited on this park bench
My imagination flies
Of my sideral journey
It may be it symbolises
My true Nature
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