I climbed
Down
Out of my caravan
And
Looked at the stars.
The night was black
With
Dazzling
Luminescence
Distant
Galaxies,
Memories
Of the past
Talking to me.
Don’t talk back,
Listen.
I climbed
Down
Out of my caravan
And
Looked at the stars.
The night was black
With
Dazzling
Luminescence
Distant
Galaxies,
Memories
Of the past
Talking to me.
Don’t talk back,
Listen.
Simplicity with truth.
(Catch the flares)
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