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galactic state of interpersonal longing

in relation to, of course, a constellation of connection

By AmeliaPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Yeah well

It’s all science at the end of the day, innit?

Universe expanding

Andromeda’s corners kissing ours

Tentative touches,

Supernovas dusting your eyelashes.

Could we be, ephemerally, more than astrobiology?

I think your matter and mine were built to cross time,

Span hourglass years, and broaden the skies.

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Amelia

20-year-old writer who hopes to write stories for a living someday-- failing that, I'd like to become a mermaid.

Instagram: @nighterwriter24

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