This song has always felt like me.
You figure out what that means.
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Exiled Stardust
Art, culture, travel, and feminism by an artist flung out of her home galaxy
This song has always felt like me.
You figure out what that means.
.
Exiled Stardust 
I’ll pass on figuring it out. Any attempt would probably only get me in trouble.
To be truthful I had to run it twice. First time through I tuned out the lyrics and just watch the out take of Fritz Lang’s Metropolis. Back when I was wee Hudson, i watched two German Expressionist film back to back as part of film study class -they were Nosferatu (1922) and Metropolis (1927). Strange stuff for a country mouse as I. Now with the internet everything is almost at our finger tips.
Someone else will have to unveil my mysteries, then. #sigh
Nothing wrong with being mysterious.
No, there isn’t. Except for that feeling of being constantly misunderstood.