it would only ever be natural,
no airplanes in the sky masquerading as shooting stars,
no buildings that disrupt our horizon,
no asphalt on the ground to scrape our knees,
and winds would freeze a l o n e
and stars would break a p a r t
and moons would melt a w a y,
when you laugh.
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