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I learned once again the stars are infinite humanity so minuscule the dissolving of our race would not even scratch the universe with a hint of emptiness I'd love to fill a satellite with music and throw it into space to carry my restless being somewhere beyond my dust covered desk -- frantic typing cleans very little but space is too big nothing for music to bounce off of Respighi whispering through the stars it made me cry today like I matter XENIA you can stop caking black stuff on your eyelashes breathe and forgive yourself for the despicable humanity in your veins remember music lives in them too
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
dusty
I learned once again the stars are infinite humanity so minuscule the dissolving of our race would not even scratch the universe with a hint of emptiness I'd love to fill a satellite with music and throw it into space to carry my restless being somewhere beyond my dust covered desk -- frantic typing cleans very little but space is too big nothing for music to bounce off of Respighi whispering through the stars it made me cry today like I matter XENIA you can stop caking black stuff on your eyelashes breathe and forgive yourself for the despicable humanity in your veins remember music lives in them too
my desk is dusty
sweet-ridicule
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
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