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Against the Starry Sky

No, I wasn’t there, on the ground,

I wasn’t where,

my heart did pound,

I had left the land,

and flew,

High above in the open skies, with you,

The tilted view of the world, and the cold-

Freckles of sand, forming the mould,

Of our feets and bodies, as I laid,

Under the starry sky, against the shoulder tailor-made..

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