If I had the proof.
(I would lie about almost everything.)
That the most distant star in the universe...
were born in my mind.
And walls of inside my heart,
would detect - detect
how false people are - are.
That they chase their own tails.
And how comical it all gets,
of a life not to call my own.
In this cosmic orbit against gravity.
This promise of failure.
Failure and great intentions.
To trace the very shadows,
my light brings.
- Marco
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