echoes | poetry | wattys2018

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i am
a human,
inside me,
there were
the sun,
the moon,
the stars,
and then,
suddenly,
blackholes,
wormholes,
appear beside
my moon,
took all my
stars and
the shades
of my galaxies
began to
unstain
the;
dark,
cold,
lonely,
space.

it turns out,
it was part
of just being
a human,
i was born;
temporary