Beautiful To Me
to be stuck in one place in
time is exhausting. to let
my thoughts actually wonder
about thinking of sublime things
are quite easy especially when
death is so beautiful to me.
my thoughts always bring me
back to the sense of peace.
but could i really challenge that?
could death only be an illusion
of the beauty within myself?
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