Life.
Spinning,
Swirling,
Out of control.
Falling.
Jumping,
Floating,
Missing the ground.
Spin.
Spin.
Everything is spiralling away.
I am a fragment of nothing, and yet I am part of everything.
Am I here?
Am I me?
Am I real?
What are we?
I feel a part of something.
Maybe that's all we are.
Fragments of something larger.
No independence.
Everything is dependent.
We rely on each other.
We ARE each other.
COMMENTS
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supernova
08:33 Apr 30 2013
Exactly how I feel...