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Every face I’ve seen today in passing Grieves and loves and worries just like me Isn’t there a word for this in summer, through language? I don’t know but it’s just just now hitting me We’re all solar systems We’re so fucking small Centers of existence Barely here, at all Finally, I asked you things at dinner Thought there might be something I should know Holy shit, I almost had a sister Can’t believe I didn’t ask before We’re all solar systems We’re so fucking small Centers of existence Barely here, at all, mhm-mhm Here, at all From Letras Mania