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And There We Stood Still In the small space betweenAnd There We Stood Still by ~GinoGoesGalactic
The last second and the next future
In the pollinated fluttering of a stout bee
In the salted breath of a contented sea
The unquantifiable string of premeditated mistakes
Of piano keys touched
And symphonies dispersed,
-For You-
Into the universes we cannot fathom
Does sound ever stop travelling?
And when it reaches us in its time,
Is its message still relevant?
Masterpieces, we are called.
Surely, masterpieces
Are just compilations of mistakes?
So wrong and daft
That they ripen into genius.
They write numbers on the surfaces of stars
And dim them with their human names
Could you give heaven a na
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