May 12, 2010
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When the sun goes supernova,
Sucking the earth into its fiery brilliance,
The air will condense into a stream of stratosphere,
Galaxies forming in our minds,
The clouds will transform into nebulas,
And stars will rise from the ground.
I will pick out the constellations in your eyes
And allow a black hole to swallow us as we become our own celestial body
And the rings of Saturn will become our halos,
And we won’t need gravity to keep us together.
We’ll just soar and grab on to passing meteors;
Two blazing comets blazing overhead.

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