If you’re looking for a meaning, you won’t find one.
Yeah Writers prompt:
Write a sentence at least 50 words long, but try to make it not sound like a run on! This is really hard, but doable.
We started off in the stars and somehow we ended up littering the earth with our less and less fantastic selves, being swallowed by an ocean of flecks of stars that will burn, burn, and burn while the sun shakes its head and the moon inches away from this place of beauty that sets fire to all it is and all it has ever been.