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Wednesday, January 11, 2012

My Creation, My Heart.

I dream of many things
I think and think,
beyond the years of each...


I wish to float upon the dusts,
of dying planets,stars,and forgotten times,
to swim through matter,Much complex than I,
and watch them pulse and throb with new energy,
unobtainable.


I hold a star in my heart so I may never forget you.
I only pray that my star is never divided.

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