Feverish Youth Set Free

Reckless abandon
Stars shining
Road unending 
Shooting straight into
The looming night 

Onward, onward
Till we join the sky
Suddenly, we’re screaming
Singing to the supernovas
The city’s pulse lulls
Then quickens
We are but bystanders
As souls by the thousands 
Race on beneath us

We lay in the grass 
Dew cleansing us through 
Hair mingles with wildflowers 
Time nonexistent

Tomorrow the sun
Will rise once more
But tonight we belong
To the dancing stars. 

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