Little by little, the night turns around. Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn. Lotuses lean on each other in yearning. One inch of love is one inch of shadow. Set the controls for the heart of the Sun.

Towards the consign, eaves for the intertwined,

All the way from the floor to the outer rings of Saturn and back

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Billions of small fragments of you were forged at the center of a star billions of times your size, billions of years ago

I am hoping to make elements within my core and when i go supernovae someday
all of the new and unprecedented little fragments will be on their way towards forming someone who will wonder about me, billions of years from now.

I have earned four nights vanity and an ignorance of the tally,

I have earned an eternal light the size of a splinter which has healed beneath the skins of OH i should have stopped thirteen paragraphs ago, what am i nineteen?