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The probing eyes
Search me with their cerulean fanaticism
And send the pumping pores of my heart
Flying to the utmost reaches of space

Shrouded by the iridescent rings of Saturn
So cosmically fixed in their
Interminable orbit
That my pulse, my sweat,


Pierce the atmosphere


Mix with his


Give those eyes
Anything worth
Looking at

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