Just because I'm no longer visible
to the naked eye
doesn't mean
I'm not still here,
that some kind of life
isn't viable.
Magnify, and you'll discover
how I shadow my time
like that wobble of light
from a distant star
that proves the unknown
planet's existence -
its year-long days,
its hypothetical water.
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A nice poetic imagination, Esther. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks