It's not that the Universe doesn't give

we don't know how to receive

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I've contained myself for long

when all I wanted was to explode

with excitement for life & being

I understand you don't want

to witness the event

you're not comfortable

There's only been two

who are still here

I dedicate the fireworks to them

They're lifting the curtain now

Fibers covered in colour

Colours embracing light

I'd like to mouth it

Tsk

fingertips alone smack this land

I don't believe

in hunter-gatherers

and have no intellectual sub for it

So our conversation ends here

The rose I was touched with

will die

My consciousness

will keep it forever

as I cherish all go-throughs

filled to the brim with life

Let things go