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Your constellation's floating free,
so I kiss your sky.
Steadily you swing me,
up, up so high.
I imprint all your curves.
I study all that serves
as beauty for the anger that is you.

A portal leads me home,
to your raging arms.
Where I can't roam,
I'm saved by charms.
I defend this darkened path.
I command a useless wrath
to set free all the anger that is you.

My dreams find refuge in your words.
The love, the stars, the singing of the birds.
They pass me by as black/white paper planes.
The love, the stars, the changing of our lanes.

This is the moment before you hit the water.

Your constellation's floating free,
so I kiss your sky.
Steadily you swing me,
up, up so high.
A portal leads me home,
to your raging arms.
Where I can't roam,
I'm saved by charms.

I defend this darkened path.
I command a useless wrath
to set free all the anger that is you.
I imprint all your curves.
I study all that serves
as beauty for the anger that is you.

My dreams find refuge in your words.
The love, the stars, the singing of the birds.
They pass me by as black/white paper planes.
The love, the stars, the changing of our lanes.

This is the moment before you hit the water.

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