Rosetta.
In my mind, you are the Moon and I am Bedrock.
We are both stone, but I am sunk, while you defy gravity.
Pale Pink Moon through Rose Tinted Glasses
Oxygen Starved
In the Valley of the Shadow of Death
Ambergris.
Your beak found its home in my stomach.
I can't dissolve it, nor can I bring it upon myself to throw it back up.
Calcified.
Precious, precious Ambergris.
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Red Supergiant