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the room is dark and you cant breathe all you can hear is the rushing of breath between your chapped lips, breathe you tell your body, leave, you tell your mind. there's too much sound in this silence.
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
"dont panic"
the room is dark and you cant breathe all you can hear is the rushing of breath between your chapped lips, breathe you tell your body, leave, you tell your mind. there's too much sound in this silence.
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capitalism
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
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