they say that there's a bubble round the world of light and song, tv and radio waves and such 70 light years all around, cosmic wind radiating rays and waves, energy... is that what our past is like? is there a bubble of memories that follows us with ever increasing distance until points, feelings, become forgotten too far to see or remember? is that what's going on here is this where the anger is coming from the bitterness at anything i say is that what's going on here? nothing but an emotional fade a loss of all things that bound us together a goodbye to memories farewell to friends. perhaps. they have not yet invented a telescope for the heart.Birth sign: Cancer
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