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“Obese as the night sky is, its greed does not outweigh the first mouthful of dawn.”

You know that feeling?
When all you want
Is to be beautiful, mysterious
Heartbreakingly majestic?
And your burning desire
To be all that is holy
Makes you anything but?
And don’t get me wrong
When I say I’m confused,
I don’t mean about that.
Because while that feeling
Is left on my shoulders
Weighing me down like
A two-ton boulder
My head is worlds away;
I’ve heard being anywhere but
Keeps the pain at bay
But this distraction
Isn’t helpin, baby.
It isn’t helpin.

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