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Cosmic Soul

You send me to the cosmos, out of orbit but somehow grounded; I want you like I’ve never been touched; I feel you like a first kiss; You hit my black and blue and make it better; I want you every time I need to be held; I feel you when I need a light; You hit me with your eyes, your smile finds mine; Out of orbit but somehow grounded You send me to the cosmos, cosmic soul.

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