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Mar 2022
How terrifying to see eternity when I look at you.
All the unflinching and unchambered pain and grief and joy and achievement in your years to come.
You’re all but too big a heart for your body, and all too shallow a breath for as much as you dive headfirst.
It hurts me when it hurts you. And I hate it. And I love it.
Johnny Dust
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