viernes, 3 de mayo de 2019

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All the worlds that could exist influence reality now as much as the ones that actually do, all the avoided thoughts and the choices never taken have power over present. Tomorrow comes today, but it's always one step away from you, facing toward you. Know that feeling, inhale it, like you travelled in time and you were one sec after you must be, like all your troubles were late and you were on time. Never got that feeling? It's quite terrifying to be alone, but I can't lose though, I'm made out of motherfucking star stuff. I can't lose, baby. Remember that. Death is certain, life's not. But ain't dead yet, baby. I can't lose.

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