Just like a supernova. Flying in other universes, but never on your own… Bursting into rainbow-colored flames only once, just before your sunset, just to die in fading sparkles. Your glitter shivers. A smile in sadness and the agitated wrap of your nova heart in oblivion for all time. How many souls have seen you up there, between stars and galaxies before you died?
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