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 ————- 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.