January 31st, 2002

Porcupine

The ties that break

I am growing tired of this. Even hiding away in the pocket universes helps only for so long. I long to swim with the stars, to have this planet fade like one memory among thousands as eons pass by in dreams. Why was I born a human and not a truly advanced lifeform? My heart is not in this.
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