Untitled X

Have you ever felt like an alien, residing on this planet that is not your own, and have you longed for your true home? You were made from stardust and to it you will return. Inside you resides the entirety, and should you as much as see one of the galaxies hiding in your heart you would be in such awe that the sky would no longer amaze you. The extraordinary that hides in you hides so well, because it would make the mundane so very gray. In the shadow of its gloom, you, yourself bloom.