the universe keeps telling me to look for another light. but what i've been doing for the past month is just collecting rose petals that will soon be dead, wholly. then the remainings will wander to a distant land, where everyone's dreams and hopes band together and become one, solid, Ray. i squeeze my eyes and take a glance by the sea, the Ray takes over my body. feeds me. and is in me. i can't deny its bliss.
i'm the ray, myself, at last.
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