They are still being born.
They are countless and perfect.
Born from suns themselves.
At home in the complex interstellar environment.
And now they are leaving home.
Soon they will drift on the interstellar winds.
Through solar flares.
… and star clusters of all kinds.
It is the season for floating to the far corners of the universe.
… and beginning again.
The universe doesn’t extend.
It deepens and curves.
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