Ever found that you were orbiting something for so long...? Perhaps it is some piece of another's world bending in turn around you too.

We feel so insignificant sometimes. Even a thing as not being known by a name seems to punish us.

Caught between the orbit of this world and the promise of the stars, we share a commonality with a goddess who too has no name. We are reflectors. Bearers of light from someplace else...

There's nothing quite so insignificant about it...nothing less remarkable. Do your best to raise your arms to the heavens. Have faith now...somewhere out there we reflect that light from unknown suns.

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Inspired by Øguu's "White Porch" which can be found here https://soundcloud.com/oguu/white-porch