I feel so small, and goddammit, I'm not wrong. about this. I'm merely a million miles away, a meaningless mark on the surface of the earth, just a scratch. easily erased, brushed away. goddammit. everyone else dances down the line of their lives, enamoured with the way the world works, seven billion souls of selfishness. seven billion self-referential centers of the universe. the ancient antediluvian seas widen and the rinsed clear-cobalt blue of the skies turns grey. from space maybe you can see the concrete creeping over the earth. I feel alone.

Zzzz... Zzz -- wha..?

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