Last breath of my star
As an old star takes its last, big breath
and dives under and into itself
(after a fight between darkness and light),
there won’t be much left of him
(a secret only skies can keep),
no – not after tonight.
For tonight I shift to red,
tonight I shift to blue,
tonight I’ll wear all colors
to find out which one is you.
. . .
Photographer: Noell S. Oszvald
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