The Syzygy

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Take me to another planet, a calm planet
can you do that?
Love me as I am, my barren spots
and my burning waist
faces the Sun ablazed in full fury.

The woman that you tried, she died
seventy eight days
and for thirty years she's carried the pain.
The crossing of the stars
and the dirge of solar wind flushing the dunes.

Fifth light hits and you emerge
but still silent you remain.
Am I not yours already, enough, or
for now?
I eagerly await your decision, peace be upon you.

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