we are clumps of chaos
born to waste away
back into what made us
at the end of our stay
our brief coalescence
sentience we say
would be no less meaningless
without the words to describe it that way
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 10:07 AM UTC
we are clumps of chaos
born to waste away
back into what made us
at the end of our stay
our brief coalescence
sentience we say
would be no less meaningless
without the words to describe it that way
we think we are so special
we are but motes of dust suspended on shafts of sunlight
until the dark
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