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Beautiful Fools


isn't it heartbreaking to know

with Universal certainty the we

are nothing more than specks

of animated dust revolving

around a hurtling fireball

being sucked into a blackhole

which is plummeting through space

in a thing called the Universe.

we will never change time

or the events of the world

we live our whole lives in

because nothing will touch

the enormity of the thing

we call the

Universe.

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Djinn

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