White knight
nobody wants you
saving anything here
hang up your golden helm
is that perfectly clear
I'm walking out
on the job of world saving
that nobody asks for
and of which I was incapable
I am micronized by the world
And the world is micronized by the cosmos
And the future is inescapable
How could I have known
that perspective has just grown
within the great cosmic stage
So vast it seems to swallow the light
On my speck while I slept
my hands down favorite
covalent bipolar elemental
learned geometry from entropy
and hidden in darkness
kissed my world
with a white night
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