E𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 H𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇.: “(Poet 's 98.) “The deep ink” of night is often seen as the end of all…”

(Poet 's 98.)     “The deep ink” of night is often seen as the end of all light.. yet, stars can only weave their glow when the sky embraces the dark. GUIDE MAPS ✶

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From the cosmos, a whisper echoes: sorrow is not an enemy to be denied.

           │Nothing lasts forever except change
           │itself. So let the rain fall, let the leaves
           │wither, let the seasons turn. For even
           │after the quietest loss, life always finds
           │a way to bloom