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i've got stickem stars that glow in the dark on my bedroom ceil ing sealing my heart with one with the uni verse but versed in constilation formations your consolation makes me tighten my orion's belt but also admit that nothing but the equator ever taur us apart for as the magi i look not to heaven but the heavens and asked to have my Colombian coffee served in a milky way as i genuflect counting blessings that we are now together looking up at the southern cross

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