a still small voice
Monday, 1 September 2014
far we've progressed, further we venture
Nothing comes close. Normalcy is pathetic. Routine is rubbish. You always want more. You reach the moon, and you want to stay there, remove the oxygen mask, and die among the stars.
monolith
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