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Beautiful and Iridescent

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Beautiful. I need more words than Beautiful. I shout beautiful the specs. The specs do not answer. Beautiful. I am beautiful. I am alone. Beautiful. Alone. A short story of love from nothingness.

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For Beautiful

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by wearelookingatstars

by wearelookingatstars

Wake up.

I was silent. But the quiet whisper of wake up surrounded me. I was still silent. My someone was silent. But the specs were done being silent. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. What started as one whisper became many. Then it was everything. Wake up. Wake up. Every spec screamed. They chanted wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up for Beautiful.

It thundered around me, shaking everything in my world. I rattled and trembled at the sound. Everything in the universe was screaming. My someone rattled and shook and slept. Wake up. Wake up. I screamed with the specs. Wake up. Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up for Beautiful!

Wake up for me!

And my someone opened their eyes. And everything in the universe was silent. But the good kind of silent. The specs watched. I watched. And my someone looked.

Beautiful, I said.

Iridescent, they said.