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Sole System

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chromeantennae

Published: Sep 29, 2013

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Sole System

Stardust means dying.

Withering ash of the flame,

And mine will not fade.

Minute smithereens,

Are what I refuse to be.

I’m far more than that.

I’m a concoction,

Of blood, bones, cells and water.

The true, sole system.

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Waffles-Of-Gondolyn

Oct 16, 2014

beautiful ! LOL it was , i got tired of it .

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