These frequent nauseous contempts
Forges a foundation
One where the terms of neutrality and insanity
Weighs against each other, just to stay more like lust
Reminding me as always, it is ludicrious
You are the sky, i know because it's where i find you
I am the silk-screen canopy of starlights
Imprinting an abyss of endless brilliancy
Layered beautifully on your monotonous canvas blessed
With beauty and beyond
Stars are considered lights of years away
But who's to say?
You and i, fused as one
The night sky and star
Texture and timbre, together as one
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