Sometimes I wish to swim through space
Wrapping myself in a blanket of nothing
And bathing in the light of the stars
I would wear a dress made of midnight
And intertwine my hair with galaxies
Perhaps then you would ask me to dance
And so we would dance to the hum of the cosmos
I would watch your eyes glow with the dazzling fire of the comets
And we would finally be happy
But in this prison of reality my dress is made of simple fabric
And I come to the saddening realization
That your eyes will never glow for me
Wrapping myself in a blanket of nothing
And bathing in the light of the stars
I would wear a dress made of midnight
And intertwine my hair with galaxies
Perhaps then you would ask me to dance
And so we would dance to the hum of the cosmos
I would watch your eyes glow with the dazzling fire of the comets
And we would finally be happy
But in this prison of reality my dress is made of simple fabric
And I come to the saddening realization
That your eyes will never glow for me
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