Oct 2017
The world is covered in clusters of light
little pockets of people at night
from far away, the only way to know
just how much we take and grow
A virus is spreading upon the earth
as we all use and discard its worth
it is certainly beautiful to see
what is killing you and me
little pockets of people at night
from far away, the only way to know
just how much we take and grow
A virus is spreading upon the earth
as we all use and discard its worth
it is certainly beautiful to see
what is killing you and me
One of my deepest fears is to look out of the airplane window and see the world mostly in possession with few dark spots in between.
(M/phoenix)
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