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my pale blue hand hovered like a baby bird over the mirror shards a starry sky, a starry sky my pale blue hand, the pendulum drained cardinal sins in the blood-warm bathwater
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
resurrection of the falling dream
my pale blue hand hovered like a baby bird over the mirror shards a starry sky, a starry sky my pale blue hand, the pendulum drained cardinal sins in the blood-warm bathwater
kevinmhamilton
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
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