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Nov 2021
don't despair to lose me, child--
i will always be.

listen to the music of your youth
and know it's me.

i have died a thousand deaths,
i'll die a thousand more.

to reappear as something dear,
and better than before.

and if i come back evil
or in a lot of pain
i know i might forget
that we'll be lovers once again,

and if it doesn't matter
here's what matters now:
dancing on my fingertips
and furrowing my brow

cradling this moment
a heart full of intent

a cup that runneth over, yes!
and anywhere it went.
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Sometimes Starr  Another place
(Another place)   
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