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this highway is eternal, and your hands are so temporary, so small and delicate compared to mine. the sound of rain on the roof is nothing compared to my thrumming heart. a hummingbird only lives 5 years, at most.
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Nov 6, 2023
Nov 6, 2023 at 5:17 PM UTC
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this highway is eternal, and your hands are so temporary, so small and delicate compared to mine. the sound of rain on the roof is nothing compared to my thrumming heart. a hummingbird only lives 5 years, at most.
when I die, bury me in a cardboard box in your backyard, and sing me that Elton John song before you shovel the last bit of dirt over me.
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Nov 6, 2023
Nov 6, 2023 at 5:17 PM UTC
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