In our own universe 

Circling around the rocks 

At cosmic speeds of infinity 

Inanimate objects with life untouched 

Still to be discovered that they exist 

It’s not about a civilization 

It’s just you and me

Trying to make a communication 

In time space and person. 

I’d rather you stop moving 

And let me hold on to you 

I’d rather you stop revolving 

And fuse with the tiny rocks and dust I am

In this magical reaction that we can have 

You might discover a new power of being you 

And with this new planet we might form 

The universe will change its form..

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