I am lost
in a labyrinth
of my own turning.
Before me stands
a beast born of stars.
It’s his words
I’m writing
to come home
and die in bed.
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I am lost
in a labyrinth
of my own turning.
Before me stands
a beast born of stars.
It’s his words
I’m writing
to come home
and die in bed.
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