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brittle beneath the confliction of a soft and strong structure perfectly still but ashen enough to drift in the wind drops of salt that flow like morsels to taste past lips folded in half once every several days to shed vermillion and renew silent with the thud of a bass drum tuned to an individual eternity insignificant to a dying star burning light years away and a hungry giant within a single chaotic orbit
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC
I Am Alive
brittle beneath the confliction of a soft and strong structure perfectly still but ashen enough to drift in the wind drops of salt that flow like morsels to taste past lips folded in half once every several days to shed vermillion and renew silent with the thud of a bass drum tuned to an individual eternity insignificant to a dying star burning light years away and a hungry giant within a single chaotic orbit
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC
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