"There's a lot going on. Words are everwhere, emotions are tied up and I'm in an endless loop of façade that I've been putting up, and whenever it cracks up, I feel naked." Evan said over the phone. "And it's easy to say I have to accept this. This is the way I'm going to be living with this 'singularity' like in Big Bang where its history's unknown yet it exists. It's more of an invitation than a gift. It wants me on a cliff, jumping into the ocean, holding an object, hanging on a bridge—and I almost want to accept it."
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PoetryA collection of poems that [I wished] people had [said] sooner. 🔅highest ranking: #15 (poems)
