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i watched myself in the mirror, holding up the sun,
and all my friends went wide eyed and fell, dizzy, then climbed back up only to fall again.
i said to them, "this is how bright i can shine! this is how far i can walk!
this is my human gift,
a parallel lift
into the sky of a thousand black spots, waiting to be lit up."
and spiraling down some stairs, i fell into love and then into a ditch (in that order),
lightspeed, these red rumours can't bring me down,
not even if they explode into a billion square feet of roots of plants that climb through hunger to my sun.