When I was at the same age as the Universe, I took the sky. I didn't feel not only did I feel the pain of childbirth. A pain, looking out into space, but I was breathing. It was enough. I was before I was born and born prematurely. The Dawn of the World breathed heavily, but I only know this air. At that time, the Shadows were telling me stories about the goodnight, and I thought life would happen between my people. I was just a little snowball banging on the pavement in the sunshine. Then I turned to the world, the Darknesses were still there.
Stay soft. It looks beautiful on you.