Nebula, They Call You

Sit and have a talk

Let the words fall from your mouth

Like dewdrops glinting and glistening

Reminiscent of galaxies and daydreaming

Should you get the chance to walk

Among the stars out of the south

May they give you a christening

In your world-making and way-seeking

 

Nebula, they call you

Or maybe, simply, Dreamer

 

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