it's not me
they read
in
thier
comfortable colours

from mine to mine
what has been given me
there is no need to take
this full moon
in
my
heart

I
am
surrounded

by stars
my mind
as
the
Sun

how scorching
I
am

lie beside me here

come

come with me

lay here
as
I
describe

the fire
in
his
eyes
it's not me
?











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