the permanence of everything

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i think what frightens me the most

is that there is no undo button

so every action i make is final.

shall i spend my life doing nothing?

but there is so much evil in the world to undo

maybe the greatest mystery is that there is no undo button

and that we must find one,

make one,

or become one,

to be saved from the future's past,

from the fall,

from that damned fruit.

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It is just really hard

To save a world

That dont know how

To be saved.

KS

From Themselves

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i think the beauty of it is

i think the beauty of it is that we can't save ourselves. the point of this poem was unsaid, that it's already been done. the death of christ was the great undoing

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the beauty

Is left

Unsaid.

KS