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You Distant? or Winter Solstice
Urban Dandy London
February 1, 2020
1–2 minutes
HƎ LƎT GO AND
WAS MOMENTARILY HELD IN
Time,
REALISING ITs DEPTH; ITs
VASTNESS AND ITs UTTER
EMPTINESS.
Conscious of his own enormous
smallness, he looked down,
saw nothing,
Infinite emptiness
=
HIMSƎLF
©Urban Dandy London @tomhcharles
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