a galaxy that'll collide with our galaxy, the milky way, to form milkomeda or milkdromeda.
and a galaxy that'll collide with you, the reader's, emotions.
as you read, think about how we'll be in our new galaxy, in a utopia or a dystopia, we'll never know (because we'll all be dead in 4 billion years).
there is no topic. there are no limits. just thoughts put into simple words.
current theme: weather
colour scheme: yellow
i'll probably upload twice a week or once, depending on my schedule during certain weeks. make sure to add this to your reading list, vote and comment on each poem!
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