Nebulae swirling down his throat forming blue baby-stars inside his body. Comets burn in his eyes and a blackhole is his soul. He speaks like an ancient god wise like the unknown dimension.
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Sunset
RandomI dive into the sun, searching for peachy summers. ~~~ A collection of distorted short stories.
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Nebulae swirling down his throat forming blue baby-stars inside his body. Comets burn in his eyes and a blackhole is his soul. He speaks like an ancient god wise like the unknown dimension.