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Aug 2015
I look through the telescope
once more into the wide abyss,
i see two things,
a sun,
a black hole inside it,
ever present,
keeping me warm
with gentle sunburn.
I also see a star,
white and shining
through the black mass.
though miles away
tis a sun,
to me,
tis a star next
to a blazing sun.
If you can't love the one you want, love the one you're with. Have a wonderful day humans!
Dylan Whisman
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Dylan Whisman  20/M/Southern California
(20/M/Southern California)   
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