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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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