minimalist [n]

you bury your expectations and set them a thousand feet under the ground. people are reaching for the stars and the child who wanted the moon is now content with street lights for company, a thousand light years from the blinking satellites and airplane lights. santa is not coming, so isn’t the tooth fairy, so isn’t anyone.

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