100th prayer to G

A stab in dark time, that night your blue eyes became two galaxies

Could be stars are a calculated equation

Of atoms swirling, come to life, falling into living bodies, but what meaning does it have to us?

You feel guilty cause we arent together, but you always help me

Just to see you helps me, G, unites two different universes

Soul to soul, striving, in requitted love


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