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The universe is cruel. No debate on that. As it plots existences one by one in the continuum of its being We yearn closely for meaning as we come close to concepts love, truth, reality We are but lines plotted by it existing through space-time moving without knowing and yet with direction as per instructed by it As movement goes little did we know there are lines similar almost perfect to one another moving past this part of the plane yearning to be with each other *but alas, the universe is cruel in so many ways* these lines were plotted in curvature and yet ever so gently it moved closely so near to being one like many but to dismay has disruptions wrong plots, slopes, instances to a state where points never touch the universe plots and plots and yet never in its right mind cooperated
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
Asymptote
The universe is cruel. No debate on that. As it plots existences one by one in the continuum of its being We yearn closely for meaning as we come close to concepts love, truth, reality We are but lines plotted by it existing through space-time moving without knowing and yet with direction as per instructed by it As movement goes little did we know there are lines similar almost perfect to one another moving past this part of the plane yearning to be with each other *but alas, the universe is cruel in so many ways* these lines were plotted in curvature and yet ever so gently it moved closely so near to being one like many but to dismay has disruptions wrong plots, slopes, instances to a state where points never touch the universe plots and plots and yet never in its right mind cooperated
The universe is cruel in so many ways It never let me get a hold of you
Justaverage
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
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