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Dusk and Nostalgia are old friends,
They sit drinking orange soda on the porch,
Reminiscing about the old days.
Dusk is all floral sundresses and sandals,
Nostalgia is all leather jackets and converse trainers.

The air is hot and thick with the breath of summertime,
It's like everything is going in slow-motion,
Everything is tinted with this warming yellowish glow.

They watch as soft sun filters through the trees,
The clouds purple, the skies painted pastel pink,
These are the moments you wish could last forever,
These are the moments that make you feel as if you are living in a Polaroid.
The blackbird sings let freedom ring.
It’s difficult to fly with broken wings.
The burden of hatred bears heavy,
for only sadness it brings.
It’s difficult to rise as the fascist pendulum
swings.
With her heavy heart and tired wings;
In the thick of healing the blackbird sings,
let freedom ring.
you were my universe
a face full of stars
eyes like ocean planets
but they froze over
you had a smile like a sun
but it went supernova
the sharp cold of space
stole away into an emptiness
that you had filled with love
you became a nebula
beautiful and unattainable
It is my dear calling
To bury his pain
For Pluto
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