an ode to seeing parts of galactic space when you shut your eyes too tightly
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By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
crazy eyes sink in
Clouds of dust that create stars
Crying all alone.
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That was so sad 🥺 Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
Amazing deep poem with selective words