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In All of its entirety infinity is the one place you can reach out to touch me, but don't expect too much. As far as far can be and deeper than a bottomless sea we like to think ourselves the masters of our fate and thinking this we think infinity can wait however, an expanding universe moves the goalposts every day. I could try to stretch out time to wrap it around these fingers of mine to intervene but the everlasting dream sounds so inviting, to be safe I'm spending the night in watching the static build until my head is filled with white noise.
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Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 1:37 PM UTC
Bursting into the bubble
In All of its entirety infinity is the one place you can reach out to touch me, but don't expect too much. As far as far can be and deeper than a bottomless sea we like to think ourselves the masters of our fate and thinking this we think infinity can wait however, an expanding universe moves the goalposts every day. I could try to stretch out time to wrap it around these fingers of mine to intervene but the everlasting dream sounds so inviting, to be safe I'm spending the night in watching the static build until my head is filled with white noise.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 1:37 PM UTC
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