kayleeqkachoo
A vast sea of glossy metals, and shards of protruding glass. You stand so high above me, above the rest, but you do not judge me. Your beams can touch the sky, and my feet can touch the ground. Whispers of wind cannot defy you, for you are all there will be when those whose feet touch the ground, are no longer.
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