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Stars upon galaxies,
Clouds upon skies,
you look around and just see.
You see yourself under the scope,
below the grid...
You're the bedrock of this world;
maybe small, even micro,
yet you're holding it together,
keeping it alive and moving.
Through the cosmos of this world,
and the space that is just cold,
you're there, put and still
bearing all that is not chill.
You're holding it on your shoulders,
and you're able and capable,
for you are strong and empowered,
but there shall come a day,
where time has become you,
and you'd just perished.
Then you would feel my pain,
and accept my aching.
So till then, we shall meet again,
but for now grow, bloom, and be the sky...
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Pieces of Mind
Poetry#66 in poetry 5/11/17 ~~~ Yet something hasn't changed, for I still wished I could pulverize into atoms, and become the air you breathe in... ~~~ From when she made me human...
