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I awoke with a need, with presentiments from bad dreams; detached from feeling, I hear it sing: a grandfather’s clock, untimely, boxes and a piano with no tuning. a walk through high hills and chalk walls, towards a fervid green memory - no ash to see and no burnt bodies. now, with this perturbed heartbeat, the     ghosts and     goners      will   meet
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Aug 17, 2021
Aug 17, 2021 at 6:37 PM UTC
a grave full of feelings
I awoke with a need, with presentiments from bad dreams; detached from feeling, I hear it sing: a grandfather’s clock, untimely, boxes and a piano with no tuning. a walk through high hills and chalk walls, towards a fervid green memory - no ash to see and no burnt bodies. now, with this perturbed heartbeat, the     ghosts and     goners      will   meet
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20/M/a decade that evaded me
Aug 17, 2021
Aug 17, 2021 at 6:37 PM UTC
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