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Suspended here with stars dying around me.
A million years away their light shimmers,
But here their lonely remnants are forgotten.
In this place where sound won’t travel,
I can’t hear you call out for me.
You’re a disaster in slow motion, in black and white,
With the rain still pouring in.
Fall asleep and dream of life on distant planets,
Then dream you came back to me.