how i don’t understand this life
or this body that carries me from class to class
or why my mother’s legs are numb
or my why father never talks about his childhood
or why my dog licks at her paws
or why i’m double majoring
or how we know more about the universe than the oceans on our planet
oh that’s fucked
infinite universe, my body made of atoms,
made of stardust
how do i exist, how do i exist, how do i exist
exist, alone, with family, friends, girlfriend, my dog
i exist
earth is dying
we’re all dying
i don’t understand
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