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Born from silence a primordial motif in my chest, dragged heartbeats evolving into slow burning noise. I’d like to give you This sound wave dragging my heart without pause, ever growing unless contained in your hands
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Jul 25, 2022
Jul 25, 2022 at 6:48 PM UTC
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Born from silence a primordial motif in my chest, dragged heartbeats evolving into slow burning noise. I’d like to give you This sound wave dragging my heart without pause, ever growing unless contained in your hands
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Jul 25, 2022
Jul 25, 2022 at 6:48 PM UTC
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