i keep looking up for your face in the stars but constellations have only ever looked like spoons to me
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I keep looking up for your face in the stars but constellations have only ever looked like spoons to me. We were here, together, yesterday. Yes i am forever and yes you are forever but neither of us think we are and treat this as a crime. What if neither of us is trying.
I keep looking up for your face in the stars but constellations have only ever looked like spoons to me. Of an otherwise sweet, incorruptible form. And when your arms extended. That morning the last time i saw you. We looked at each other, and laughed. That nothing separates from itself. But will somehow be valued more. A cow or something maybe.
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I keep looking up for your face in the stars but constellations have only ever looked like spoons to me. I am an insurmountable task. Assigned by a suburban landscaper. To build a machine unwilling to self-assess. Any aspect of what it was built to do. So it tramples the desires of unknowable people. Jokingly and with, um, reckless abandon, i guess. You are the opposite of this. You squeeze the light from wild,. I didnt think you would be that good at this job.CONTENT
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