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searching the vast darkness for one star to grasp grasp make it fall to me so I might hold one  once Instead of endlessly counting mapping,mapping calling them names seeing things in their patterns Aquarians, Big dippers, lions ,Leos, Scorpios, Scorpions their tail ready to strike, lighting the black with figurines. Figuring, that there is a pattern in all this meaningless, meaning contrasts, revealing patterns, I I only, see. That, I I need to catch one. Put it in my jar of hope, like I did with fireflies, all those years ago and many dark skies, skies, I scattered to and fro, naming, them. as they tried tried to escape my insanity.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 3:15 AM UTC
naming stars
searching the vast darkness for one star to grasp grasp make it fall to me so I might hold one  once Instead of endlessly counting mapping,mapping calling them names seeing things in their patterns Aquarians, Big dippers, lions ,Leos, Scorpios, Scorpions their tail ready to strike, lighting the black with figurines. Figuring, that there is a pattern in all this meaningless, meaning contrasts, revealing patterns, I I only, see. That, I I need to catch one. Put it in my jar of hope, like I did with fireflies, all those years ago and many dark skies, skies, I scattered to and fro, naming, them. as they tried tried to escape my insanity.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 3:15 AM UTC
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