
I continue the poem after the first three lines
Sometimes as an antidote
To fear of death,
I eat the stars.
stars tell different stories not all nice but it keeps me awake all night to think to reminisce to dream Idly, I wonder if the other world is a better place and the stars testify they vaporize raising me aloft helping me float on skies see other worlds I decide to fly in the vastness and laugh at the insignificance of what I left behind.. There is no death just a new garb when I discard the old and a new life and a new life…
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #132

That’s a fresh new perspective about life and death. Beautifully written ❤️
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Thank you, Shweta!
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Wow, this is so good!! I love the final stanza especially!
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Thank you, Rhen!
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You’re very welcome!
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Excellent point. I thoroughly enjoyed reading. Thanks Reena. Peace 💖
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Thank you, Suzette!
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Beautiful take, Reena. Who knows for sure there is a new life, it there’s a pleasant surprise.
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Thank you, Indira!
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Sometimes we need to eat a few stars to realise the truth! Excellent.
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Thank you, Punam!
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You are welcome.
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