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in a universe away an alternate me is also forever writing about an alternate you and in the universe next the same will there be a day when i put down the pens rip finger-pads off keyboards and, depending on my celestial address bask in the moonlight of our moon or three moons or eight moons? only when the alternate you and the alternate me are star-crossed no longer and it's our helium and hydrogen spontaneously combusting in every night sky north this galaxy and the one after that and the one after that and the one after that
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC
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in a universe away an alternate me is also forever writing about an alternate you and in the universe next the same will there be a day when i put down the pens rip finger-pads off keyboards and, depending on my celestial address bask in the moonlight of our moon or three moons or eight moons? only when the alternate you and the alternate me are star-crossed no longer and it's our helium and hydrogen spontaneously combusting in every night sky north this galaxy and the one after that and the one after that and the one after that
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC
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