we stay reborn, so what else is new?
in a room too crowded, still feels like few
brushing with fate, with meticulous dreams
always try living on the barest of means
merkaba spinning, lights lit in ablaze
please come see me, don't be a phase
i'll keep your secrets, if you want me to
i'll read the room if you're feeling blue
i'll dip and swerve and keep the vibe
i'll help you think, i'll be your scribe
time swoons and croons while we all slip away
caught in constellations splayed beyond the milky way
and though it always feels as though we might burst
we all still manage to show our suffocating worst
so here's to delights and errors and duplicitous ways
i adore you for real, you're not just a great lay
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