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those eyes, i think it was them who sold me on the idea of you.
those eyes formed of constellations, of milky ways, of spiral galaxies.
those eyes filled with the wisdom, the beauty, the torture of multiple worlds, multiple lifetimes.
those eyes with just the right amount of gravity to pull you in,
make you fall.
YOU ARE READING
STARDUST
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