twenty-seven

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i felt like
i would always chase after others
the way the moon seems
to follow after the sun

i would get just close enough
to see us together at once
but then they'd disappear again
and i'd blindly follow

i don't see you and me
as the sun nor the moon
but now as the constellations that
have been and will stay the same
while everything else is moving

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