Dreams join the sky, the sky of stars missed extinct stars, stars that shine still a little soft in the black mass that needs to be explored, the soft black mass in which sparkle with tiny white stars, the sky faded dreams, dreams washed away by the time past, dreams that believe the illusions have to hang up, no doubt unnecessary acrobatics between bursts of anger have finally penetrated the soft black mass, the dark sky of aborted dreams, stars at the end of the race, of lives that appear and disappear, their work useless to the work, shaping, fantastic forms, which escape fantastic sometimes ideas, words, of those intangible things that have escaped big bang, the big bang, the explosion in initial blast to ordinary, buggery lead to chaos, the laws of thermodynamics, entropy who panics, the panic of crowds, crowds angry mobs war, crowds en route to the big bang end, the little bang to their poor measurement.
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