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All I have ever wanted was the Stars Painted across my flesh and bone Orion's Belt tight around my waist My heart filled to the brim with light of the Moon My eyes wicked like the wrath of Mars
The windows to my soul are tinted They say that my soul is vintage I always thought my life was of very little interest I chase shadows in a pitch black room just to smile So much love for things that are so simple
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