Dragging out of life
Something I could see.
Broading my mind...
I'm with you complete.
Look at all these stars,
Bringing us to space!
What have we become,
Softly is erased.
Billions of shapes
Stare out my eyes.
I can only taste
Your impressive lines.
So, my silent prays,
Rising our souls,
Will give me a chance
To be fully yours.
Fully yours
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