Our Vapid Revelations

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I’m going to find you a galaxy
and bring it back home…well,
wherever home turns out to be.
Does it really matter?
We’ll be drifting either way…

The Earth is mourning.
We want to heal it,
to heal ourselves.
Beyond the moon and the stars
there lies the promised secret.

Perfect loss,
the nostalgia clots our veins.

Second phase advance:
protest the drear.
I sent you a message
of dust and snow.
Counting the heartbeats of weightlessness.





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