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mi sol
mi soul missile of stars Stars! Dancing for nights left drifting on a steel ballroom but on top of the ocean Youth and the distance of Stars Oh my God One is dying dying? But doesn't it Become One with the sky |
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I must admit, I really don't understand this poem. But I kind of like it. I especially like the play of "mi sol, mi soul, missile" well done.
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