A pale flesh colored moth called Milk

The way snow feels on my feet. Necks and hands. Extraterrestrial life forms. Infinity. Trembling. Androids. Albinos. Androgyny. Transforming. Transcending. Melting. Green eyes. Black cats. Hypnotized to feel. Motion. War. Sitting on the roof. Rain on the window pane. Walking around barefoot in the woods. Eating with my hands. Rats and moths as pets. Watching someone play the piano. Thunder in the distance. Life and death, space and time, the concept of infinity, social constructs, collective consciousness, love and hate, war and peace, politics, religion, and the human mind. Why we are all here. What's really real.
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