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Drowning in the muck
I see my life before me
and hence are now crowed
I see my life before me
and hence are now crowed
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Les Limbes
Lost in time and space I tried to follow your path But you were already lost In your own reality. J’ai traversé le temps et l’espace, Suivi le vol des oiseaux. J’ai franchi les landes et les glaces En quête de tes maux. Je n’ai trouvé qu’un désespoir infini, Qu’une absurde surréalité. Je n’ai pas trouvé ma place Dans les limbes de ton passé.
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A Star is Born
Once upon a time in space on a dark and lonely night, a forlorn, floating little fleck struggled with all its might. All had been so well and good, so peaceful and so quiet, when suddenly a tug of war hurled it out of sight. Flung across the endless void, on and on it sped, gravity the linchpin to its swirling dust-cloud bed. Round and round, without a sound, this cosmic pirouette snatched and grabbed and tied it down, transformed its silhouette. A seething disk of dust and smoke, where angels fear to tread, stoked and spurred, it rages on: a vision of godhead. When at last its nuclear heart, fusion-forged and firm, sets ablaze the foggy haze, we’ll watch creation burn.
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waver
dance with me in this breeze scented with warm sunset cinnamon; let it play with your sweet baby hairs and loose little tears and tiny little worries until the dying light seeps into your soul and you transform now a half-wavering creature made of twilight and faerydust shimmer me, my darling! I want to be your rainbow sherbet girl: the moon dirt to your faerydust, the dusky grey dawn to your burning embers almost-night-light, the sharp newborn starlight to your heavy-bloody-deathless light catch my scent of cedar and citrus on the rain-speckled wind and follow me, humming-skylark-songbird lover of mine let’s waver together amongst the trees and remind the deciduous ones why pines rule them all when your lovely-sweet-sharp scent surrounds me with a crisp kind of warmth, all I can think of is h o m e
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