"It wasn't supposed to happen," she cried.
"I know,"her wandering heart replied.
"Her universe was much too terrifying,
so she went out to pick a new one."
Let's go to space and collect all the stars. Then, we can give them to those who live in the dark.
"Once upon a time, my imagination broke.
Then, my whole world lost its colors."
"The roads we take are like finger prints.
They are unique. They loop around. No two are alike.
The roads we take identify us."
***Universe picture from NASA (in the public domain)
I have nightmares about this...