been awhile i gaze upon star
darkest night where they are
behind clouds; doesn't exist
deep blue, none, not sparkle
i couldn't be at bottom earth
outside universe i disagree
my place is brighter than sky
that could be; only reason why

i wrap myself with cotton blanket
waiting for shooting star to come
airplanes are passing every minute
noisy; it shook ground a tiny bit
i can't hear because i am, am deaf
i feel wind pressure press my skin
i know then too close to be around
i must leave let those planes land

by Manonton Dalan

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