Sunday, October 19, 2014

Some distance
from the star
runners

(galactic type shit
and the funk of cosmic
destiny bleeding
stains and scars remember
good times easily in the
fog and rain we cry like
clouds where eagles
once flew
but it was us those wings
and infinite power
shake it off baby
shake it off
we'll be alright
I'll make things right
in all times
before this happened and
after )

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