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Smokes sifts through thick air, Humid with tears of the masses. Humidifiers embed themselves next to the cancer inside our lungs. The TV moans with never-ending sorrow, Mom and dad weep for an event not lived. Music trills through the non-exsistent silence. Ears ache with the popping of yawns. A noose is made with wire, Hung with the L-jack bought days prior. I wait in our spot, now swept clean, This is all a puzzle to me, I wonder if you can tell me what to see.
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May 16
May 16, 2026 at 3:47 AM UTC
I forgot 9/11
Smokes sifts through thick air, Humid with tears of the masses. Humidifiers embed themselves next to the cancer inside our lungs. The TV moans with never-ending sorrow, Mom and dad weep for an event not lived. Music trills through the non-exsistent silence. Ears ache with the popping of yawns. A noose is made with wire, Hung with the L-jack bought days prior. I wait in our spot, now swept clean, This is all a puzzle to me, I wonder if you can tell me what to see.
Life's been on pause recently, only just started getting inspo to write again
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18/GQ/California
May 16
May 16, 2026 at 3:47 AM UTC
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