the lights become
a tiny universe.
Individual lives
swirl together
and overlap
until they fit in the palm of my hand.
Nothing but specks of color
in a dark, cold world,
threatening to devour.
a tiny universe.
Individual lives
swirl together
and overlap
until they fit in the palm of my hand.
Nothing but specks of color
in a dark, cold world,
threatening to devour.
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