Former writing below 👇
Each live in hell and misery
move along
Fast or slow
Same
Bitter
Stagnation
Harmless perfections
Geometrical place cards
Meant
Planned hubris
Societal dictation of rights
Our hearts stop beating
Exhausted
One winning
Decide to decode and destroy
Human made memories
Selfishly
Flow
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universe
Surrounds, sounds and slithers
Witching, within and withering
behind, beyond and begging
me and you and us
See
I am you
You are me
We are we
Particular participants of planning pleasures and plot lines
Rimless verbs of emotions
Stars
Maybe just tell others to look at the sky 🌌
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Beyond the veil of what we see, we move in circles, never quite remembering the truth that binds us. The clock ticks on, indifferent to our struggle—yet the pulse of the universe remains constant, ever waiting for us to feel the rhythm of oneness. Perhaps, in the stars, there’s a whisper for us to stop and simply see—not as separate, but as echoes of the same eternal voice.