Living Dead

Night and day have died
unexpectedly.
I attended
the wake and funeral
dressed in silver and gold
to pay my respects,
calling for consolation
from the constellations
and galaxies next door.
The world is a void.
Tell me,
am I alive?
Or simply a star, shining
from a distant sky
without life.

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