Writing Challenge: Write SOMETHING every day... Anything [Day 4]

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A while ago I read that we are made of stardust
I thought it was a fine line
I am stardust
and that is not just a metaphor
I am a poem, and that's all I ever wanted to be

I am dust made of suns that died
millions of years ago
I realize now why I gaze at the stars
why I try to find some sort of hidden meaning
behind their light
this intense heat that burns me deep is testimony
of the unmeasurableness that is life

I guess that is why I feel a whole universe
expanding inside me
I am just but a trace of infinity.

^{Also check:}

^{Notable Women in History: Chapter 1}
^{The Importance of having Female Role Models}
^{#Philosophizing Part I: About Philosophy and its link to knowledge}
^{#Philosophizing Part II: About knowledge and how we come to know}
^{#Philosophizing Part III: About Socrates and self-knowledge}
^{#Philosophizing Par IV: About Dogmatism and the possibility of knowledge}
^{Extract of an essay: Rhizome}
^{Primer Delirio | First Delirium}
^{Segundo Delirio | Second Delirium}
^{Tercer Delirio | Third Delirium}
^{Cuarto Delirio | Fourth Delirium}
^{Quinto Delirio | Fifth Delirium}
^{Sexto Delirio | Sixth Delirium}
^{Séptimo Delirio | Seventh Delirium}
^{Another bilingual poem: Misery}
^{Untold story of an aching soul deserted to the void}
^{Untitled poem}
^{Poema blackout}
^{Extract of an essay: Rhizome

^{Broadway Enthusiast Catalog: Waitress The Musical}}

Writing Challenge: Write SOMETHING every day... Anything [Day 4]

Alicia xx