five years ago, i wrote this... amongst other deathly things.
four hours ago, i found this... hidden deep so i'd forget.
tonight, the stars are just as beautiful...
... even from where i stand.
finally, life is so much more beautiful than the stars.
i don't mind seeing them from this distance anymore.
one day, i will be closer to them, and what a sight they'll be.
but right now, I'm content looking at them from here.
with my heart still beating.
with my blood still warm.
with my eyes still open.
with my selfish wounds healing.
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