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| Starry Night Over the Rhone, Vincent Van Gogh |
The night was too big
The star map for when we are all gone
A slow comet of perfume hangs over the room
We spent the afternoon in a world so alien
The star map for when we are all gone
She unhooks her bra and flings it against a bookcase
We spent the afternoon in a world so alien
The record spins like a bull's eye
She unhooks her bra and flings it against a bookcase
There was something beyond energy
The record spins like a bull's eye
History does not explain it all
There was something beyond energy
A slow comet of perfume hangs over the room
History does not explain it all
The night was too big
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