With uncertain breath you gasp for air
with time, all time turns to despair
We are each only given so long on this earth
so long before we return to dirt ...
When I look at you nothing is solid.
When our eyes meet, the earth just shatters.
Everything is spinning, and turning, and surging.
Thoughts dissintegrate and nothing else matters ...
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