"Perhaps... I was a throwback, a small distant meteorite that died several hundred years ago and now lived only by virtue of the light that speeds through space at too great a pace to realize that its source has become a piece of lead."
-- Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
My life changed one year ago. One year and five days ago, I learned not to wish upon a falling star. The light of You blinded me from everything, until the day I hurtled into the Earth and saw the truth. That the You I once knew had already incinerated, slipped through my fingers like cosmic ashes.
Is it too late to find ourselves again?
Open your eyes. Can You see me, waiting in the dark for You once again?
Open your eyes. Can You see me, waiting in the dark for You once again?
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