" You are as deep as I am in the Universe, for the constellations in your eyes have no boundaries, your soul, which moves your hands and squints your eyes, was made up of fallen stars and burnt out suns, and your mind, which like no other will, is forever connected to mine through silent words, and screaming galaxies."
(slightly adapted by a poem made by Rubi Sandoval, I read while roaming on the internet)
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