I do wonder what did happen.
For it all to be so.
Are you looking at the same sky as I am?
Do you see the bright and round moon as it is?
A celestial body with footprints all over.
You might see but you do not feel as I do.
The astronomical sense of how tiny we are.
What does we do matter anywhat?
Then if so, why do we do what we do?
There's no point in anything.
There's only you.
Cheesy and a new sort creepy I know but that's just about the extent of my newfound courage at sparing of this pointless joke of a reprieve. I do try abit too much sometimes.
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