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Mar 2014
My florescent friend
All those years spent up in your room
Have only added to the rumors of your oddity
I've heard bits and pieces, none of them true
But your face didn't quite fit the picture I had painted of you

Pale complexion flecked with freckles
Wide eyes staring as I pounded on your door
I left my family behind to save yours
The world owed you more than it could pay back
I surrendered to the scene I couldn't stand to face
Sell your secrets to the sky, oh boy of lights
The stars are your only friend now
Inspired by a dream I can only remember bits and pieces of.
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