Contrary Contrary

I am a star in a pretty universe:
Vaguely luminous,
Dying and dying.
 
I am a nameless in a crowd of faces:
Vastly deafened,
Killing and killing.
 
I am the nonentity of nonentities:
Warmly breathing,
Waiting and waiting.
This poem is about: 
Our world
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