There are spaces, like the dark between stars,
That reach out, in my hope, to consume me.
These are not just vacuums of nothingness;
But rooms of mythical infinity.
Each space never becomes a sun,
That could have its own heavenly spheres;
Because I make love in borrowed light, formed
From rejection, dejection and tears.
Hearts Still Care 
Your words capture the essence of the human experience, with all its beauty and pain, and inspire us to embrace all aspects of our journey. May we continue to explore the mysteries of life and love, always seeking to understand the deeper truths that lie at the heart of our existence.
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Mythical infinity is a part of tan90
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The last two lines have me intrigued. Now i feel that i am introduced to one facet of your life that i was simply unware of
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