a pinhole sky explodes out

By blazar

100 words [1 from each blip] and a photo

Picture: spaces finally spark opportunity.

It's better to signal to one with eyes.
Today I want love, as my burning sun is drained,
Dripping heaven,

"You'll love beauty," you wish in dusty amusement.

Playing in golden waves is my friend, my drain, my grace...
Only now the moon turned flammable, (funny explosion),
And we die.

Floating planet, lightning sunset, vague moonrise...

Remember: dependence is nothing. After today,
As you avoid the reflection, A more suited strategy
(more minimalistic and slow) is perfect.

Think: fantastic, artistic pages and opportunities, lonely memories,

Life.

Special, comfortable people blipping have a family..

Thank you.

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