How can I be bigger than the moon
and untangled
and smooth
and at ease
when the world is just so chaotic?
How can I be sweeter than a sugar rush
when the world is torturing
constantly stabbing
and continously being strenuous?
How can I be free
and radiant
and immortal
when life is pitch black and concealed?
I tried to fix the broken light bulbs
instead of demolishing the house.
Yet the light is faint.
So tell me,
How can I be bigger than the moon?
How can you?
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