Everyone has their place

Eyes close and
hurled high into the space devoid
of any life, there are no traces
looking downupleftright seeingonly dark blue blue blue
Then
from some unknown distance shimmering speckles appear
though trying to move closerandcloser
the space between
does not seem to close
Stopping
and notice they still approach without the vain attempts
Wait
to find all around,
floating beacons radiating a soft white glow
gently swaying in an unfelt wind
inside the center of each a dancing dandelion seed luminescent
comforting briefly then
Eyes open

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woohoo.

I am rick and I fucking rock this shit.
Death to those that may say otherwise.

<>< Mantrain