Take a step back through the back of your mind.
Watch yourself in reverie of days gone by.
This is what you've been molded into.
And so the choir sings.
New beginnings? More like transient relationships brought upon by the shattering of a glass that is life. So a glass holds liquid, and the human body is a vehicle of souls, powered by liquid. Slowly, liquid evaporates and leaves nothing but a glass, and slowly, the vehicles break down and the world is left with nothing but matter.
Imagine, a glass that is still full of liquid potential, knocked over.
One life is scattered across such a vast area that it has no choice but to form groups and fend for itself, in all it's pieces.
But, if the glass put the liquid into a new world...
What else could it have been?
Tapped in.
14 years ago
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