tell me words,
feed me with lies.
never tell me the truth,
for it is twisted with sighs.
send me a letter,
love is the matter.
sing me a song,
so that joy can be prolonged.
drive me faraway,
on the roads away from the city.
kiss me on the hilltop,
cliché but there's no one in the vicinity.
let me drown in your galaxy,
even though i am only a star.
let me drive into this complexity,
even though i am a dying car.
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