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Star Garden
All the pretty pieces of me
All the shards
Left spinning slowly
in the lonely void
from a world blown apart
In this cold cosmic garden
where dead thoughts go
to rest
I find kindred stellar souls
Out here
in the asteroid parade
where all my
fellow dreaming aliens
go to grow
All the shards
Left spinning slowly
in the lonely void
from a world blown apart
In this cold cosmic garden
where dead thoughts go
to rest
I find kindred stellar souls
Out here
in the asteroid parade
where all my
fellow dreaming aliens
go to grow
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