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Since I was little: I've had these big and crazy ideas every day
    such as:
       the bees at the labor office:
          or the symbiosis of moles and beavers gave us fabulous cave waterfalls -       
big and crazy: as to sweep a cosmodrome by hand (those commemorative brooms)
   and at the same time delicately seasoned
      - gentle carousel of bureaucracy in public toilets
          somewhere on the edge of the Pegasus Galaxy 
             - a cracked concrete Oberon highway
                 - The Atlantic Sculptural Quarry

           Yes: this is how I try to rise a little above the provinciality of Milky Way

And you too: My Personal Comet:
     I made you up: just like myself
         and you became:
I didn't want to be like the moon: just playing with its shadow
     (ceilingia.com :flying carpets: double-sided interiors:
         happy life in weightlessness)
I haven't returned the little black hole: I formerly got for viewing only:
   and a morning doesn't have enough light for me:
      when you're not here in the sky