What else ends for life to make it. What else moves aside in life to allow life through. What else can end so well to break from the horizon, skylining prematurely. Is it really that bad. Life will not always find a way. Save it ‘just in case’. Or cut away out-tracing the matriline that resists itself to infinity. What else can show you what life contains save extinction, the lichtung sabaism of cluster knowing. That’s it, they say, love, love to tone a life cell hardly ever quiet again. But to what may have been its end what else save life can risk all out in order to move through, moving all through and going all the way, unable to save the mourning of loss of death to extinction, save life.
you’re the most beautiful dead thing blocking the skyline
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