I want to live there

Want to live above the clouds,
Play with the fog of fresh air,
Want to touch the feet of the moon,
Kiss the fingers of the stars,
Want to hide the sun on my palm,
Hide under the blanket of the sky,

Want to enjoy every moment of life,
Under the carnal knowledge of nebulae,
Want to play with those baby stars,
Till my last breathe of my life.

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