year 49, the volcano explodes.
the sceintist have found a bone of a fish, three feet long, in the driest desert on earth.
year 974, a tongue of a goddess fell, igniting an eternal fire that burns blue until its end.
when I wander around sometimes I find myself following a scent of tangerine. I don’t remember the first bite of tangerine so well as I remember the last. Sometimes middle of the night I would get up and wander around until I find a blue tangerine. Sometimes I wander around for days and nights and I forget what I was looking for.
year 4947, the sun explodes.
when I get asked my name I pause for a second to remember which one to give. When I get asked my country of origin I answer them “nowhere in particular”.
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