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Oct 2016
i would gladly burn out
myriads of stars in the sky
and sprinkle the ashes
on your beautiful soul
until the only thing
flowing through your veins
are stardust and meteors
and shooting stars and rockets
and i'd just hope that
you don't feel
*as empty anymore
but don't you already contain the whole universe?

is this even poetry la u gh S NERvous l y
she who adores the universe
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she who adores the universe  Philippines
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