All pink, blue and white
Space Opera of perpetual night
You slay me
Fan of feathers, farthest land
Like a necklace you hang
Floating
In this spot, circling mist
Ever higher wilderness
Astrally perfect
Behold, a silver ribbon
Double motion, elusion
Fully upwards
Following far away
How time drags…
For this farie changeling
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