
Interstellar
I sleep in the sphere of stars Space cold and lonely without sound Is there anything lonelier than feeling alone in a crowd? They danced abandonedly I wanted to be them for just a moment recalling I was them in another space without stars I drink tea the amber morning seals me in gold This night I caught a glimpse of you, who we were I stared until I saw you clearly, with memory's clarity the man I fell in love with who kissed me into stars until your eyes followed the dancers losing me I swayed away conveying disappointment a bitter tea You snore lost in dreams I dream of stars and memories.
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