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The Illusion of Angels
Smitten.
Your eyes are a starlight
of stars,
Of the stars;
You are
An odyssey,
stellar -
Made
Just to see
Stars,
All those stars:
Your lips
upon
Hers
Makes trail markers
from one place
To
All of the others,
Like
Jungle structures
Where
Point to point
leads
To
Lost,
At the cost
Of falling forevers
Like
Laughing labyrinths,
into
the deceptive depths
Of
Impossible angles,
Into
The illusion of angels.
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