if i were to travel past the sun people stray from, the moon people look on, and pass the stars people wish on and keep on goin' to a place people wonder on,
i'd stop, look around, and scream all my secrets and fears to an infinite abyss,
then turn back home.
and when i arrive, id have a new start knowing that i'll still be the same while everyone i knew would be in a better place if that,
so now with all my secrets and fears left floating somewhere in space,
i would feel free.
and that,
love
or hate
or anything in between
can never give you.
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