I sit on the bed
in the blue room
Mars meets Saturn,
the moon, waning,
in a velvet sky,
and I, in the blue,
in my solitude,
I sit on my bed,
and drink to you.
This was not your
vision,
which had
me forlorn.
I've
claimed my power,
and here, in my
blue,
my bed,
there's no more
you.
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