The fire reveals viewer and viewed

There is a moment when we stop being fiction
When our lives and dreams are no longer fun distractions
When our baggage and lives are revealed and we become real people

That’s when we learn
That’s when we find out if we were a meteorite burning through the atmosphere
Wished upon then forgotten
Or if you can truly love this lump of metal burned by the passage to you

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