He doesn’t understand the urgency
I see
He sees this life as a long country road
where the horizon is the end
and since it’s boundless to him
there’s actually some optimism in his blood
Which is unheard of
with a man like him
Cynicism
is his distinction
A conviction
the world is inherently bad
and it’s not sad, it’s true
His duty: to save it all
before it falls
into hopeless oblivion.
Isn’t that noble?
Whereas I’d like to just
stay privy to him,
he’d like to cradle
the Universe in his
Arms.
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