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Particle Control

I was not one for the system But I see islands in Heaven, And they wake up with me And you are here, my pillow fight love Impressions among time and elderberry sips Through and through we are over the Andes Waiting for the death of the Sun To swallow us whole In effortful bursts But we flew, as our last wish An Embraer, The King of Birds Into the yellowing woods And everything became the Sun