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If I was a Leo, this would be so perfect.
But Iâve got these bullhorns and they always fit.
If I was a Cancer, I would be my best friend.
Donât you know you're one of them?
If I was an author, Iâd write a book in space.
I mean in the context, not in my working place.
But if I was published, weâd all be in the stars.
Weâd be constellations sharing our common parts.
Like the books under my coat
That Douglas Adams wrote,
I won't read you for a while, but youâve always made me smile.
Hidden beneath me under a pile of clothes,
Iâm missing the planets that I had grown to know.
But if I could find you I wouldnât know where to start.
If youâre not what I remembered your pages could break my heart.
With two heads connected, your memory escapes me.