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         Outer space shrank today, and quietly turned inside.

         Is there life in Heaven for the Man from the Star?

         He gazed a gazeless stare from a blue-black eye.

         Out of place in a tiny cosmos seaside,

         Heaven begged a visit from The Highest Star.

         Outer space tripped out and got the blue-black planet high.

         Powder traced, the planet laid back and sighed

         and Heaven toked glitter dust from The Glittering Star,

         who gazed a junkie stare from a blue-black eye.

         A trans disgrace on a moonage pleasure ride,

         Heaven got jealous of The Prettiest Star

         when outer space unfolded, arms open wide.

         A bearded face, a pierced left side,

         Heaven is too small for The Starstar,

         who gazed a cosmic stare from a blue-black eye.

         He said look up here man, I’ve already died.

         Heaven made way for The Blackstar.

         Outer space bowed today, and the blue-black planet cried.

         He gazed an endless stare from a blue-black eye.