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'Ramène-moi, return me home'
Requests the Little Prince of his friend the snake,
for I am Hydrogen I belong to the stars.

But now is not the time.
Nor do I shun the paltry gift
this Life
I have been bestowed.

Forgive me, pardonne-moi
my trespasses against myself.
I am feeble and willful
but belong Here
for Now.

I will scratch and claw
and chew and suck
every last morsel.
I will love and despise and feel.
I will shiver with music
and sing with lust
Until I myself
Am nought but Dust.