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a lot of my poems start with i don't know
i don't know about the impact i can create
i don't know whether multiverses exist
i don't know why paradoxes intrigue me

i don't know what he thinks about me

there are days
when conversation flows like a steady stream
and then there are days
when making small talk is difficult

i don't know whether looking at the stars can be deemed as a hobby
i don't know the magnitude of my actions
or the effect that i have on people

meeting him feels like galaxies colliding
and although we may combust in the end

that's one firework show nobody would miss watching

{storms}Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora