StrawGirl
A cosmic essence. The universe swirls around me all at once. I see stars and galaxies and dust. Cosmic dust consumes me. We stand on it. We breathe it in. We are eternal and yet nothing. We are as dust as the dust is to us. No one knows what any of this means. Nor do I. But the universe still expands.
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