I Want to Feel Small, to Feel Awed

I SEARCH FOR STARS

I search the sky for stars
Wishing I lived where
Night is night, not neon
Bright, frantic light
Fighting to protect
Ourselves from self
Land of creators must
Master this universe
We here in our own light
Safe from the terror of
The night sky, revealing
How tiny we are with
Our feeble, frantic light
Trying desperately
To outshine the stars

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