too long,
too thirsty to conform
with a brief sip
the only time.
Too much shade, too
sun for
chain ourselves to a single form
and one voice.
Too many mouths, too
skin
to fall for an evil giant
and a negligible good.
Too much space,
too blue for the immense
fit on a flash
only light.
dust
too salty for life
not seek comfort
in the afterlife.
never too, too
not
for many souls,
so many dreams,
for so much love.
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