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The Perfect Fit
The sun doesn't know that I'm different
The sun doesn't notice I'm here
The air doesn't know that I'm special
The air doesn't care that I'm there
The moon glows on me just the same
The moon doesn't care who I am
And time has never stopped for anyone
Since time began.
No, my dust won't be any different
Than dust has ever been
My bones won't seem more magnificent
Than bones have ever se...
Wednesday 10th March 2021 1:58 am
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