➳ the urge to do something remarkable just so you can save the world once from the impending darkness- a darkness that seems so righteous that we all walk into it with blinds over our eyes, a darkness so homogeneous that we dissolve into it and into ourselves. we are chemical particles but we are burning stars and thus we are catalysts and we are dead stars and we save the world once, before dissolving into this welcoming nothing. someone else can save the world tomorrow.
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let the heart beat
Poesíai told you not to forget me but you forgot that too. poetry #171 [copyright afterwords 2015]
