I want you to see galaxies
And breathe the universe when you look at me.
Instead I'm howling at the moon
And feeling like a dim star
on the verge of collapse.
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 7:11 PM UTC
I want you to see galaxies
And breathe the universe when you look at me.
Instead I'm howling at the moon
And feeling like a dim star
on the verge of collapse.
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