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We’re all tumbling
through time and space,
bumping through intersecting orbits
and marking reference points
to give our lives meaning.

We, a singular species,
try to light the infinite emptiness
with our brief sparks,
forever fleeing
the inevitable nothing.

It’s cold out here.

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2 thoughts on “Untitled

  1. Not that inspired by poetry usually. That was nice.

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