We live on a flying rock
surrounded by 7 other flying rocks
that go around the same giant fireball
and somehow
never crash into each other
and out of 8 rocks
only ours can sustain an atmosphere
that breathes life
into the lungs of majestic lionesses
vibrant birds and butterflies
and 8 billion human beings
and you want me to believe
that we meet each other
and fell in love
purely by accident
and there is
no such thing as luck
or soulmates
or miracles?
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Unspoken Poetry
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.
