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Day 4 of 7: Your view has no double
Short poems, theme of love and self-care.
Recommend music while reading: Space by Celloman. Here is Spotify link.
So, I heard you are going through stuff. Swimming through viscous space now. Milky way astronomy call it. To reach out of space, You have to go through. It seems your rocket is shaking, Asteroids shooting at you. As plenty as blinking stars. So one really hit the rocket tail. Shaking, till you’re all caught up. You blinked, you’re somehow still alive. You are now your own rocket. Ever strong, ever living. Go through the present. The destination is not a place, it’s like an emitted photon, Being called back to its Sun source. An eternal longing journey of becoming.