The Tears of a smile
Halfway to the stars I've come off the hand.
And now here I am condemned to eternal weightlessness, only surrounded by dirty uninhabited asteroid.
I'll catch the next shooting star that happens, but really do not know how long, or if it will come someday ...
just need to leave to find the memory of your hands in each constellation I look ... I just need to get to a planet where your words and I can not be poisoned.
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