I've been adrift on the silver surf
and I've paddled ahead of the fear that I'd fall behind
I took drinks from the glitter smurfs
and their company dads who never stood by in the crying
'Cause no one does and nobody ever will
There is only space for one
and surely he gets killed when the engine seizes up
You might call it existential crisis
I simply call it the bravery of emptiness
Date | November 23, 2019
Location | Drune: East of Eden
Viewer | Black Dragon
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