This planet's phase has darkened my surface; An eclipse in our path, it seems. I guess I forget how far apart we are. You do burn rather bright.
I took my feet off the ground and lifted my head into the clouds. I stared into the Sun. Its glow was silent and warm. My words crumbled against the cold void, but the light kissed my eyelids. My charred martyred body stands testament to gravity,
not attachment.
I was once told I can't decide what it is I want. It's true. I never have, until that brief moment with life-giving fire.
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