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| | that's right. who really cares anyway. we're all going to die...but somehow somewhere there are pieces that are always burning, almost like they really couldn't care less that we are all but mortals. and these pieces sing to me from time to time you know and i curl up under the wind with all the blankets i have and don't have and i find this really overwhelming respect for humanity for being what it is despite the fact that it's not really anything worth talking about because in an instant we are all but gold dust. and then, just for that instant, i think 'it's ok'. |
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