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a whirl of exploding stars fears her dissolution into vapidity: all her planets will drop off, drearily deciding infinite nothingness over boredom. dense lenses, telescopic eyes pass over Cimmerian smears of sky. distance misses her outreaching gravity: dismissively desultory, unaware that darkness is not empty.
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Sep 14, 2012
Sep 14, 2012 at 6:17 PM UTC
the girl made of stars, fearing vapidity
a whirl of exploding stars fears her dissolution into vapidity: all her planets will drop off, drearily deciding infinite nothingness over boredom. dense lenses, telescopic eyes pass over Cimmerian smears of sky. distance misses her outreaching gravity: dismissively desultory, unaware that darkness is not empty.
paris-adamson
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Sep 14, 2012
Sep 14, 2012 at 6:17 PM UTC
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