Your Crawlspace
Liquid stars drip to a sparkle,
look up take a sip get your fill;
Peek out of your crawlspace;
Constellations and chaos cross
feeding poets with wishing sauce;
Eager to share a trace;
Fear not the view of a black hole,
untold may charge your soul;
Dreams falling from space;
Glitter dancing with ebony
creates a cosmic melody;
Fly without the freebase;
That acrid adrenaline rush
will breed in you a need to push;
Entertain it’s embrace.
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