Great stars of white frost/
Ancient beginnings of Orion’s Belt
Landscapes of crystal
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Fish the darkness of my psychic
Road of dawns, that opens new worlds
Rock salt and iceberg Cosmos
Pleistocene padlock instinct
Primal intelligence of green vitality
Give me rebirth, like springtide’s revelry
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Great noble stars of whitening transparency
Melt the fine dust of my humanity
Bring me the end of the world, that I might
Truly look in the mirror as if
For the last time, and sparkle with you
Star on star, body to body, hope to hope
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That I might drink the Galactic wine/
In a network of supremely loving satellites
Great stars of white eternal frost
You know best, I am only a watcher
I will see only gold, in your darkness fluff
For in the eye of the behold, is only racing light
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I await my Beloved, as of old, in calm divinity
Great stars of the Multitude of Answers
All possible truths assault me, like moonstones and vodka.
Wuji Seshat 