Afterlife

The new moon rises and sets on your face

Stunning, the brilliance

A thousand stars can’t capture your light

Bursting into the scenes

A distant echo once

Now at the foot of my bed

Pleading that I come home

Forgotten souls are always treasured

They find their way

They find their way

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Perfectly imperfect star child here to share and experience love!

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