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Jun 2019
Eyes littered with stars that go on
Forever and Ever
I once believed in God and the Devil;
Truly my first muses of anxiety

But you bring me a sense of relief
A romantic lull of nothingness whispered
Through the pursed lips of your
Galaxy's edge

The empty abyss
This beautiful void
It's a promise to the dreamers and the overthinkers
A promise of rest

A cosmic comfort of sorts
How does the idea of drifting off fully and wholly make you feel when you're disassociating on the bus back home at 4:17 in the afternoon?
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Rocky  19/Gender Fluid/Austin, TX
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