Starlight
We bleed in the images they choose
we are not blind.
Then they riddled me the words so lose
they got tongue tied.
So lost on this dark side of the moon
there's no sunshine.
One finger to trace the stars in the sky
because sometimes.
The answer to all of our dreams is outlined
in starlight.
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