Ask me anything
If matter is neither created nor destroyed, does that mean we never die? Do we merely change shape? If so... may our shapes collide. On that night let me inside and I will show you what you've seen before, in a new light.... May it blind. See now your other side, seek and you will find. I am here, you are there, we are here, I see clear, wink back at me.
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