we’re running to our ends (to the start)
you’re wonder and cold stars;
a touch of fire under my fingertips
an ache in my feet
i can’t turn away
we’ve been chasing cars
for almost all our life
stumbling after the blur of
red & blue light
until everything tangled
together
& sometimes the darkness
feels like light too
you keep telling that
you miss me
but i’m right here
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