Dear Space Boy

Dear Space Boy,

I have a space brother. His hair looks like fire and he calls it his wrath. Mother says he tries to drink the galaxies away. Maybe if I catch the moon he’ll finally stay for a little while. She says if he offers you a drink don’t take any but if I do maybe one day I can be space too.

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