Collide

/ our neurons form constellations / spaced out by thoughts that sparkle on the edges / electric / to connect is to ask starry neurons to be vessels / backpack me to your cityscape / your constellation is beautiful from the outside / I pray we meet someday in an explosion of yellow light / and / collide / 

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