The Farthest of the Stars

I am the farthest of the stars:

Millions of light years separate

The truth – that I’m already dead –

From what you see, the clear, white lie;

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Alive for you, my glow each night

Stops time in flight and conquers space;

Likewise, my warmth, my love, my smile

Will never die a mortal’s death

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So when your hands cannot reach mine,

When silence takes my voice and name,

Look at the farthest of the stars,

And know, what matters – shines, always!

To my Mother