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Of Nothing At All
We grew from the air in our lungs,
We became forever and infinity.
We breathed the stars and the silky atmosphere,
We danced with flames.
We kissed the stars and hung the moon in our bedroom,
We are everything and of nothing at all.
We grew from the air in our lungs,
We became forever and infinity.
We breathed the stars and the silky atmosphere,
We danced with flames.
We kissed the stars and hung the moon in our bedroom,
We are everything and of nothing at all.
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