Profile: Stars fall down on earth and I try to catch them, chasing after cars and butterflies and tiny paper boats cruising on rough seas and I run through pastures and mountains and plateaus, with eyes hidden in sepia colours of fantasies. I let them descend upon me, never trying to remove their wings, patient, until they land willingly on my palm, cold luminescent tears.

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