Maybe every experience is like piano notes and starlight and forests full of snow
Maybe this is where the time goes
Truth is shallower than touch
Open your eyes to the sheer volume of tingling particles of energy and color in the world
Breath in the dripping wonder of life and beauty
And maybe the end is really better, and better, and better than we ever dared to dream
Maybe the end glorifies the means.
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