you are all.everything.
the purpose and wonder of breathing.
it's june. summer halfway over.
and then the winter. and then the summer. and the winter. everything all over everything all over everything. the new burrying the old with itself. the old sleeping in itself. inversely. walking backwards. watching the faces get smaller. stumbling into the future blindly. sucking the old air to make room for the new lungs. folded in perfectly pink pairs. to grow gray with distance. with time. with all the beauty it consumes. day into night into day. shivering in evening and daybreak. lost in the disclarity of inbetween. the soft reminder of the silent turning of everything. over and over.
crippling me into ignorance of every why i've ever wondered.
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