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Jun 2013
Some nights I feel that I could swallow the universe and concentrate it all into a massive burning star right in the center of my chest

And some nights I feel so weak and sad that I can feel that star die inside of me and I want to retire into darkness

Most nights, however, I feel like I am simply a particle floating through the void, waiting to be swept up into something greater
Miranda Kathleen
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Miranda Kathleen  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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