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I am molded dirt and clumped rocks Dust particles replenish me, swirling inside Jaded men and sinful souls. React at my every move. Blades fly through me I cannot feel. Fear, anxiety and anticipation permeates the air. Glowing orbs float somewhere in the distance. I disperse and form again. Slipping through dark alley and countless shadows. I am one with the night I am ethereal.
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
Cosmic Dust
I am molded dirt and clumped rocks Dust particles replenish me, swirling inside Jaded men and sinful souls. React at my every move. Blades fly through me I cannot feel. Fear, anxiety and anticipation permeates the air. Glowing orbs float somewhere in the distance. I disperse and form again. Slipping through dark alley and countless shadows. I am one with the night I am ethereal.
2/26/15
nikkibelle
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
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