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Oct 2016
galaxies for your eyes, stars for your lips;
o starship, I'll blast off to the galaxies, and let gravity sweep me off my feet
o starship, I'll brush lightly by the radiance of the stars, and I'll find the crescent of the moon
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       ---, medha, Mydriasis Aletheia, Timothy, 17th and 12 others
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