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*Absolutely nothing
The moon is no longer calling
There are echoes now and then
In ghost colors
But the footage remains
Black and white
And so I remove my helmet
To free the vacuum of my thoughts
Into words breathlessly unuttered
And tangibly cosmic
I'm so far from discovery
The world within is a chemical reaction
The closest star would last me a lifetime
If it wasn't already dead
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Absolutely nothing
Nothing was easy until now*
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Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 8:48 AM UTC
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*Absolutely nothing
The moon is no longer calling
There are echoes now and then
In ghost colors
But the footage remains
Black and white
And so I remove my helmet
To free the vacuum of my thoughts
Into words breathlessly unuttered
And tangibly cosmic
I'm so far from discovery
The world within is a chemical reaction
The closest star would last me a lifetime
If it wasn't already dead
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Absolutely nothing
Nothing was easy until now*
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