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i like your constellations written on your body, warm chocolate stars the smell of your hair when i come home the back of your neck when you're cooking
your clouds like a pillow the oceans that calm and drive you reaching for a planet while the river runs wild below
i like your cat bed
you are nature's child earthquakes coming from a spot on the left
this ring is as light as a feather your stars are lights in the night
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