It is the thread that should not be pulled, the box that cannot be opened.
It has collapsed in on itself, like the star burning in your favourite part of the night sky.
But it will be no supernova, the farewell will not consume other stars.
It’ll leave, small and dignified, excusing itself quietly and slipping out into the dark.

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