So Very Far
i envy the constant moon
and every ancient star
for being able to
watch over you always
while i am here; far
from both your stars
and your heart
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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