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Oct 2018
Imagine
Someone who can see
The stars in his room
Anywhere he wanted
Or didn't
The stars follow him
Imagine
Someone who's so exhausted
But the lights wont relent
And the world is bent
Every moment
Bursting with energy
New thoughts and ideas
Each one a star
That follows him
Screaming
Because they wish to be free
Free from his gravity
From this dark aura
That surrounds his every word
Coats his every gaze
At night he cries
How badly he wants to set his creations free
How badly he wants them to see
The world unfiltered
He wishes everyone could see
These beautiful little lights
That feel all he does
For now, it will only be him
Him and his stars
Sometimes I feel like I belong with the stars. A constellation to be told about, but never truly known.
Merwin Nikad
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Merwin Nikad  17/M/Somewhere, Mind
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