

Últimamente, I love this one. It was an honest reflection of me at the time. The black hole was open and pulling in light and for now it’s closed.
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Reacting into the void and expecting comfort.
I was a duckling same as you and the fluff fell out and I never felt what it meant to be cold again. Childhood left me and as I reached for the stars above me in the middle of the night on a sun deck at a lake house I felt the true disconnect of existence. The true cold was the loneliness. I forgot it and it forgot me, two strangers see each other naked across a skyline and not knowing what to do.
Reaching out into the void, mentally wet.
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