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I stare upward
Into the unknown.
Into eternity.
Into the blackest of blacks,
Behind millions of tiny
Flecks of light.
They're what keep me warm.
I'm sure that if I
Don't watch myself,
I'll drown in there.
I wouldn't mind at all.
This is why nighttime
Is my favorite time of day,
When we're together
With your eyes of the blackest black,
And the warmest light.
Sure, the sky is nice and all,
But it's got nothing on you.
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