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Desired Constellation (With The Icelandic Choir)

It's tricky when
You feel that someone
Has done something
On your behalf

It's skippery when
Your sense of justice
Murmurs underneath
And you ask yourself:

How am I going to make it right?

With a palmful of stars
I shake them like dice
And throw them on the table
repeatedly(2x)
Until the desired constellation appears
repeatedly
And I ask myself:

How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?


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