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Live

hand pushing hard against the black stuff
it’s tough…
dense…
sticky…

i keep pushing
and pushing
until…

plunk

my hand goes through
and I reach through the darkness
trying to find the light
like plucking stars
from an obsidian sky

i have no other intention
other than hoisting your hopes,
your dreams,
beyond the ether…

you already reside
among the stars

you just refuse to admit it

wake up
and

live

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