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his eyes fell out. and were replaced with bright burning stars. and he was reaching out for you, but you had no part. so his hand took form of the universe and he sat legs crossed to etch out something worth looking at. and his other hand lifted to wipe the raging fire from his eyes.
his breathe became stardust and just as every awe inspired moment showed, he had lost something.
so he stood slowly in rhythmic motion. with a tired mind. smooth and flowing.
crystalized atmosphere trails behind him as he moves. he begins to dance. moving forward and backward lights start to flash upward. bright and aesthetic colors. beyond what we can see. and as this pillar of light and hope rises, his intentions and prior endeavors become meaningless in this awe inspired moment. perpetual ignorance. timeless beauty.
he lost something. he gained beautiful solitude. was this choice right?
his breathe became stardust and just as every awe inspired moment showed, he had lost something.
so he stood slowly in rhythmic motion. with a tired mind. smooth and flowing.
crystalized atmosphere trails behind him as he moves. he begins to dance. moving forward and backward lights start to flash upward. bright and aesthetic colors. beyond what we can see. and as this pillar of light and hope rises, his intentions and prior endeavors become meaningless in this awe inspired moment. perpetual ignorance. timeless beauty.
he lost something. he gained beautiful solitude. was this choice right?