I came to look at the stars! Beautiful aren’t they, and they’re for everyone, no matter what you’ve done, who you’ve fucked or killed. I’ve heard that stars are just dead lights though, so that explains it. Only the dead can be so forgiving.
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| — | Excerpt from In Ruins, All Our Perfect Dreams by Dorian Dawes |
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