Written by Emily Harstone | August 28, 2017
And only I was left behind.
Without humans, life will flourish.
His heart, he thought was wooden.
The day math saves your life.
Take me to your wood shop.
Every world is the same world
Where did I park my shuttle?
Beautiful – until he opened his visor…
A new beginning’s in plain sight.
He was petrified, body and soul.
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And only I was left behind.
Without humans, life will flourish.
His heart, he thought was wooden.
The day math saves your life.
Take me to your wood shop.
Every world is the same world
Where did I park my shuttle?
Beautiful – until he opened his visor…
A new beginning’s in plain sight.
He was petrified, body and soul.