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stardust
into the infinite bend
whispering secrets
shh, child don't you know some are sleeping?
but I argue the language is encrypted and coded
the locks won't open until it's time
when the sleeping daisies raise their heads awake and aware
through the universes, we travel gaining in our caravan
my eyes sparkle with the night
then glaze back over I prefer the illusion to reality
I linger in the garden it's quiet hear
the universe is aware of us
her darling little ones
born from chaos
we glean knowledge from her tomes
fingers in her tangled tresses, just babes
suckling starlight
we are the music she dances too
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