I must be in just the right mood, because to me this sounds like living on the endless star white beach shores of a paradise where even an ocean of angel's tears could not spoil an ageless utopia of eternal perfection and beauty. Bliss, a breathless anticipation, standing at the event horizon of forever, coming apart in peace while beings of every species from every universe that ever was and ever will be sing of your briefest light on the waters of ephemeral joysorrow. It hurts, so wonderfully, an ache I wouldn't want to ever let go of, like the last moments of the most beautiful love one could ever know.
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It hurts, so wonderfully, an ache I wouldn't want to ever let go of, like the last moments of the most beautiful love one could ever know.
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