torsdag 19. februar 2026

spinning years ☆

What an insane thing
That I even exist
What a coincidence 
Of the stars
The particles of millions of years
Thar reach out to the depths of the universe
Thousands of years
Spinning back at me

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becoming☆☆☆

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