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Just a fantasy
Who is my mind?
a crater of broken asteroids?
A dryer full of lent and dust bunnies?- I managed to live 16 without your soul parallel to mine
Though I am yours 'til we live
And I'm your past 'til we die
Though I'm not what you see,
and we can see the multiverse from here, we will be our own Theory, swtiching sides with Saturn,. stealing his rings,
Diluting Jupiter, O how big our world will be
Swtitching our eggs on Venus's clothes, the stars would surly stare at us
Stare at us with quaking envy.
a crater of broken asteroids?
A dryer full of lent and dust bunnies?- I managed to live 16 without your soul parallel to mine
Though I am yours 'til we live
And I'm your past 'til we die
Though I'm not what you see,
and we can see the multiverse from here, we will be our own Theory, swtiching sides with Saturn,. stealing his rings,
Diluting Jupiter, O how big our world will be
Swtitching our eggs on Venus's clothes, the stars would surly stare at us
Stare at us with quaking envy.
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