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I wish to kiss the stars again

I am a set of eyes

a being made of star dust and energy

experiencing what it is like to have

a body

 

When the sun asked me

if I craved the Human experience, I agreed

to greet Sadness when she met me

in my popcorn ceiling

 

I’ll shower her with warmth, I said

hold her as she cries

gift her all the time she needs

any hour of the night

 

but now that I have met Sadness

and taken her into my bed

I realized I welcomed her as a visitor

and she became my lover instead

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