What's up there, White Bars? What are you looking at in this night sky full of distant galaxies?
Do you look at the universe reflected in the dreams of a sleeping ocean? At the bright thoughts of bygone eras?
The wind whispers words of gratitude to you for being able to caress your hair.
The stars asked the clouds not to darken the sky so that they could look at you, because just one look at you brings peace.
You listen to the music of the night, and you yourself are part of this music.
You are poetry itself, reflected in the echoes of history and flying to the far corners of the universe.
You are the meaning of everything that happened. You are the reason why the world is so beautiful.
Your gaze is full of answers to the mysteries of the universe.
You are a beautiful, fleeting morning dream.
White Bars, part 1
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