i wish be so far away into the black shining of a dying star

i wish be so far away into the black shining of a dying star
a little moment that dies before to born
i wish to be laid down in the sharpest knife
feeling that my life depens on the sweet wind of winter.
shapes of a black moon, shining shadows
cold kisses and warm lonliness

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