Life is an endless series of arousals
Until you can never again awaken
Understanding that there are generally incomplete wishes
What's more, pardon the commitments that are not kept
Missing somebody is an extravagance experience
The Milky Way is huge, we are on the two sides of the shore
In the event that the stars fall over your dam
That is the point at which I leave my heart on the opposite side
The yearning I got up
Put down in the early morning, again and again
I go through the city, the open country, the mountains, the ocean
Passing by you, remaining with you, and getting back to a similar spot
The days and months pass, the mountains and waterways continue as before
I have quit any pretense of belligerence and allowed my hair to become early
A bit of residue falls at me
So the Milky Way floods once more
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Flags flew freely in the summer breeze. They consisted of a gray and white human brain against a black background. Scales of gold sat just overtop the image of the organ. The sun rose at just the zenith and shared its light and warmth with the attendees to one of the country-states’ greatest accomplishments: the graduation of two women who had been in a halfway house and found their passions for art design and communications. Mala and Sheltham looked on with sunglasses and cheered the graduates. With the knowledge they had months to go before being up on that stage, they looked at each other and grinned. After the ceremony, they walked into a pizza restaurant that fit their budgets.
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