Would you be my stars?
Glistening comets in full admiration of
Me, looking upwards having found
The only essence of luminescent
I ever could wish to see
And in being (together) feel

I’ve been compartmentalized
Because of my labels
I’ve been ostracized
Because of my sight
They try to drown me in their river
And so
I swam with all my might

So if you wonder
How I got here
And why I am sopping wet
I was forced to learn to swim
To escape the fishers net.

Are you still treading water
In the deep end of beliefs
Learn to swim my friend
And
Drown with me in peace
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