Surreal like
The wind on your face
Windows down
Eyes glaze over
Lights strung out
And count them
Like each one mattered
Now you're back
On a bed too big
Stare up at the ceiling
And down the same time
Into yourself
Close your eyes
Gather everything you want
To remember
Try to dance
Try to surrender
You're not here anymore
Lost to waves and waves of dreaming.
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Space Pilot Fun Fact: There are more stars than all of the grains of sand on Earth.
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