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desist! the fragments of truth dash and dissolve in the solution of cold blue night as i find words emptying and terrifying under the indolent gaze of stars, aligned to nothing and senseless, feeling not, they don't even laugh, twinkles mean nothing and that dance is only creation twisting towards heat death when it slows and stops
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REAListic optimIST
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This is under yesterday, but today is 9-27-2012. Is blather broken?
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REAListic optimIST
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Nope, just some caching issue. Sorry to have polluted this blathe.
*slinks away*
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unhinged
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i_give_up
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Ouroboros
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unflinchingly, the stars are.
unwittingly, i live.
the stars have already ceased.
death is my birthright.
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Ouroboros
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O Star (the fairest one in sight)
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud —
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us that we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says "I burn."
Robert_Frost / Take Something Like a Star
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Death of a Rose
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I love that poem.
to be brought forth and burn.
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what's it to you?
who
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