for life to grow we needed the clam graceful energy of a pure nourishing sun
powerful, steady, inactive, boring
my pheanix, the star of my heart
this Siren exho pulsates a torted space
come come watch the supernova revert, fold onto it selves
in the ebb and flow of time, you met me just as she dropped to reverb
i let you in because i didnt want to burn alone
forgive me
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