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One of the most intimate things is being human. Thousands and thousands of cities and towns made over generation upon generation. A twelve o’clock train scheduled to some unknown place. A taxi picking up two strangers off the street going completely different ways. Two simple people missing their flight. When you stop and look around for a bit you notice these small simple people finding their soulmates. Isn’t that just beautiful? We as humans carry about our day without stopping to realize, this is our reality. This is our one and only small tiny life. And we are small tiny people in a world too big for us. When you look at it, you may actually see how small we are. There are billions even trillions and more universes out there. And we are just these tiny microscopic organisms living on a blue and green sphere. Isn’t that just odd? Out of all the small tiny people, eight billion to be exact, there is that one person. That one person that is the same. That one person who ties your body together as one. And to find that person, that would be the true gift of this world. Beauty fills the calassed and weathered pelt of mother earth. Rotating for billions of years and yet it stands alone. A moon and a sun but yet, they will destroy eachother if they touch. I find that quite depressing. I would relate the world to me if i could but i then would take things for granted. So then if i were the world i would hold things so tightly and so beautifully. For then I would be alone in this universe but i am not. I am just a small tiny person living in a world far too big for my mind. The world is a beautiful thing. I do think people take it for granted. I fall along those people. I mean to be honest, everyone does. The world created a home for us and just like every child, once and awhile it destroys part of that home. But the amount of beauty that surrounds it patches that hole for a little bit longer. Its not completely healed and probably wont be. This world we live in has scars. The rivers is its blood, filling into the ocean which is its wound. The land is its scab creating bumps and colors. But what is the sky? The stars dangle down like curious children. The moon shines like a mother creating beauty in her childs heart. And then the sun, like a father warming his home in cold winters day. I would say these things are like humans but even though humans are beautiful, They cannot compare to mother nature. But as always, humans souls nestle beneath the soil. The worms try to reach them, but simply, a human soul can only be touched by another. As the earths heart warms at the sight of the sun and moon, its inner child reaches out to her mother and father. The earth the daughter, the sun the father, and the moon the mother. Humans are destined to meet another. ‘Soulmates’ is just a word created by someone. Let my body be sewed together with another. Let are hearts touch and are minds glue together. For I hope to be one with someone. This world is so giant, so beautiful, and so kind. I hope one day people see me as the world or maybe even the moon. A life so beautiful its never been touched. It begins to rain stars. How beautiful. -harper #fyp #slideshow #poem #poetry #fypシ #foryoupage #corecore

One of the most intimate things is being human. Thousands and thousands of cities and towns made over generation upon generation. A twelve o’clock train scheduled to some unknown place. A taxi picking up two strangers off the street going completely different ways. Two simple people missing their flight. When you stop and look around for a bit you notice these small simple people finding their soulmates. Isn’t that just beautiful? We as humans carry about our day without stopping to realize, this is our reality. This is our one and only small tiny life. And we are small tiny people in a world too big for us. When you look at it, you may actually see how small we are. There are billions even trillions and more universes out there. And we are just these tiny microscopic organisms living on a blue and green sphere. Isn’t that just odd? Out of all the small tiny people, eight billion to be exact, there is that one person. That one person that is the same. That one person who ties your body together as one. And to find that person, that would be the true gift of this world. Beauty fills the calassed and weathered pelt of mother earth. Rotating for billions of years and yet it stands alone. A moon and a sun but yet, they will destroy eachother if they touch. I find that quite depressing. I would relate the world to me if i could but i then would take things for granted. So then if i were the world i would hold things so tightly and so beautifully. For then I would be alone in this universe but i am not. I am just a small tiny person living in a world far too big for my mind. The world is a beautiful thing. I do think people take it for granted. I fall along those people. I mean to be honest, everyone does. The world created a home for us and just like every child, once and awhile it destroys part of that home. But the amount of beauty that surrounds it patches that hole for a little bit longer. Its not completely healed and probably wont be. This world we live in has scars. The rivers is its blood, filling into the ocean which is its wound. The land is its scab creating bumps and colors. But what is the sky? The stars dangle down like curious children. The moon shines like a mother creating beauty in her childs heart. And then the sun, like a father warming his home in cold winters day. I would say these things are like humans but even though humans are beautiful, They cannot compare to mother nature. But as always, humans souls nestle beneath the soil. The worms try to reach them, but simply, a human soul can only be touched by another. As the earths heart warms at the sight of the sun and moon, its inner child reaches out to her mother and father. The earth the daughter, the sun the father, and the moon the mother. Humans are destined to meet another. ‘Soulmates’ is just a word created by someone. Let my body be sewed together with another. Let are hearts touch and are minds glue together. For I hope to be one with someone. This world is so giant, so beautiful, and so kind. I hope one day people see me as the world or maybe even the moon. A life so beautiful its never been touched. It begins to rain stars. How beautiful. -harper #fyp #slideshow #poem #poetry #fypシ #foryoupage #corecore

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