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I wish it could just capture that moment in time forever because it's just so- perfect.

It makes me stop and wonder if that's it. That theres nothing out there.

I don't think that's true, though. I think there's a reason that the stars shine so bright here tonight despite dying a long time ago.

It makes me still, makes my mind hum like an old light in a dimly lit hallway. Puts me at peace even if just for a second.

That sky feels like home, like how the forest yearns for me at night, how the streams whisper my name at sunset and sunrise. How my home is calling to me but I can't seem to return to it.

Not yet.

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FAQ/rules ↓

Mille anni e poi mille

Non possono bastare

Per dire

La microeternità

Di quando m’hai baciato

Di quando t’ho baciata

Un mattino nella luce dell’inverno

Al Parc Montsouris a Parigi

A Parigi

Sulla terra

Sulla terra che è un astro.

Jacques Prévert

🎶❤️

📷 Robert Doisneau

You would find a pink sunset,

Dipping behind the mountain side,

The tops are still icy fading into green,

The sound of rain gracefully falling

 Dancing drips from mighty oaks,

Feet crunchy on the forrest floor

The soft dew of the mountain spring,

Kissing your cold cheeks. 

Take a moment, breathe me in, now see.

Oh luscious night, I'm a cosmic babe 

Infinite, luxurious, ever shining

Swirls of pinks, purples and greens,

Splayed out across the sky,

Scars mapped out like the stars, 

The constellations tell my story,

Make a wish, my soul burns bright,

See the moon, oh full moon,

Full of love, brimming, forever waiting.

Take a look into my soul, have a peek

It's raw, it's beautiful, it's unfiltered

Was it something I did,

That made you lose interest?

Or was it something I lacked?

Perhaps the fact that I wasn't pretty enough.

Or maybe it was because I was open with you,

About what I wanted.

Was it something I said,

That pushed you away?

Or was it something I never said?

Did you close your heart because you were hurt before?

Or was it because I wasn't what you were looking for?

Was it my scars that made you run away?

Or the open wounds in my soul,

Memories from a past so far.

Did you say "no" because I had lost the light in my eyes?

Perhaps you only liked souls that were alive.

I only hope it wasn't the tears I shed,

That washed your feelings away.

Had I known they could cause so much harm,