hey babe
I’m on a morning run
the sun still isn’t up
since I kept it in my pocket
when I woke up today
let’s run away
elope into the promising sky
the stars has lit our path
grab the keys to outer space
and commence forever
this world is slowly dying
but we refuse
to follow the same fate
cuddling forever
fueled by laughter, pizza
and our poetic pathology,
we’ll be infinite
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