Mood: hopeful.
Now Playing: nothing.
Stars look really near each other, but they're light years away. Space divides them. Space unites them. In that unity, there is a quiet nod of acceptance and tranquility that will forever render those heavenly bodies breathless, their hearts dancing to a beat of unknown origins.
How long must questions of innocence litter the space between?
EDIT.
Before any of this generates any unwanted rumors, i am saying it in advance. You don't know me. Smile, i'm not mad.
Just confused.
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