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Mar 21
The pupil of your eye
is like a black hole—
please consume me with your pupil
and make me eternally yours.

Yes, I know
even black holes evaporate.
But fear not,
for I will evaporate with you,
into eternity.
Digital Melancholy
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Digital Melancholy  34/M/Bangladesh
(34/M/Bangladesh)   
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