M83 – Facing That
Light letting fog pale blue and lavender hues reach my eyes and I comprehend with cones. A world too beautiful. I see plains before the time of names, before signs and invisible lines I went and vanquished.
On the tip of the sky, I know what I’ve got.
I left coffee rings on everything.
Where did these elbows grow?
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image: Giant Ginko
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