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driftfleet.Please indicate the method in the subject line!
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A catch all for Clay Terran at
driftfleet.Please indicate the method in the subject line!
Let us be like two circling stars
orbiting around the shining planets near, the ones forever
intertwined and interconnected.
Our paths always intersect for a brief moment before
dispersing and running off to far distant spheres;
are we not true friends? Are we not companions destined to stay
together?
Or are we those brief, twinkling stars who illuminate the sky
Only to fall straight
into the burning hands of those we love?
Our existence must be sacred, for eternity cannot hold you
(can it hold me? can it really ensnare me in its forever fragility?) -
You burn far too brightly and far too fast for me
to even dare to catch up
May the astronaut be the one who receives you,
for the joy in his twinkling eyes
almost reflects the path that we once shared
orbiting around the shining planets near, the ones forever
intertwined and interconnected.
Our paths always intersect for a brief moment before
dispersing and running off to far distant spheres;
are we not true friends? Are we not companions destined to stay
together?
Or are we those brief, twinkling stars who illuminate the sky
Only to fall straight
into the burning hands of those we love?
Our existence must be sacred, for eternity cannot hold you
(can it hold me? can it really ensnare me in its forever fragility?) -
You burn far too brightly and far too fast for me
to even dare to catch up
May the astronaut be the one who receives you,
for the joy in his twinkling eyes
almost reflects the path that we once shared
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