Corners of a perfect circle

He was a ghost with wild eyes and loud inner chords that vibrated words like love, destiny and perfection. So loud so beautiful so painful. If you say it quick enough it comes true, you just need to say it all in one breath and this never happens. Say my name instead, it's shorter. "But I am real." Blue and purple sparkles suddenly drowned by tears. You and I, sitting on the moon. "Did you feel it?" Laughter dies out, silence reigns in. Somewhere, far, two oceans met and nobody cared, and that's the beauty of it. Sigh. "You're drowning me." "You're drowning yourself." If you listen carefully, you will hear dry twigs of me crack under your breath. Going under. Breathe, it's all just a dream. "But I am real." "Then I'll find you a new name." Should happiness be this violent? "I saw him and and my whole head melted. I could have died then and there. My life was complete, my life was fulfilled." "Where is this from?" "You'll find out..."

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