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Apr 2018
Are these stars frozen fireflies
And the Moon one of the many apple pies?
They say times never rhyme
And planets do rime.

There's nothing real onto the horizon,
Just a dark room and fake voidness.
Maybe the butterflies reach there,
For some stellar nectar of meteor dust

A hole to a whole new place
Of mystic silence and surreal paintings.
Maybe its all inside one tiny jar
And its always a fading sight.

Forever its a dazed maze
For every soul that searches
For everlasting questions and
Forever fireflies stay frozen.
I was watching the stars in a bizarre black&white situation with no lights around except for a small fire red and orange and this!
Star Stuff
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Star Stuff  M
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