“Solitary…”

(1. As
She laid her
Head to rest on
A bed made
Of *infinity*)

[3. ….Her
Gravity pulled
Across the atmosphere, looping stars
Into delicate white sheets, she sleeps
In a dream that
Transverses sky
And evaporates
Into a moment…]
(2. He walked into
The abyss in search
Of her
*Galaxy*)

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