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Warmth flows from my lips Air barely escapes Pushing forward never moving Open, close Open, close Standing in an empty room Filling space with nothing and everything Consuming in a vacuum Giving nothing in return Seeking purpose Finding guilt Depth is created not given
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
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Warmth flows from my lips Air barely escapes Pushing forward never moving Open, close Open, close Standing in an empty room Filling space with nothing and everything Consuming in a vacuum Giving nothing in return Seeking purpose Finding guilt Depth is created not given
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
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