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Starmaps
Long waves into the slow vibration, then still.
Holding a bow in your hand, tightly.
It came with the rain.
Does it feel any different to you, or just the same?
Drawing constellation strings.
Aim for the hill.
Never thought I could, but you will.
Shoot the stars with intention to claim.
Branding patterns by name.
Does it feel any different, or just the same?
Holding a bow in your hand, tightly.
It came with the rain.
Does it feel any different to you, or just the same?
Drawing constellation strings.
Aim for the hill.
Never thought I could, but you will.
Shoot the stars with intention to claim.
Branding patterns by name.
Does it feel any different, or just the same?
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