Isolated Illusion
Florian Cotan-Grigorean
All is moving around us and we are still blinded by the stars named after ourselves
By a star surrounded with different arrows of different sizes, sharper, with more cutting edges
But regardless of these characteristics, the stars are here to destroy and to die
They are complex, unimaginably complex, but only for the small steps of the universe
Whatever we think about each other, we are perfect thereof
Of the universe
The stars are here to destroy
The stars are here to die
