space fleshA Poem by Davidgeotime bloodit's fair how the sun shines how it became our light from great weight from great distance ....now how we shape our catastrophes from the reflection ... of this greatness the fairness , until it hits you that you are not us ... no one is the sun eventually everyone burns fairly my love we are equal only to our hatred ... nothing is fair existence is luck make the best of your world (none of this ends well)
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