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learn new ways of taking fire and turning it into art. take off finding old ways and methods that are just as good as she remembered kissing the sky with pure heat. i don’t quite remember was it patriotism or fear? i don’t quite remember was it a gunshot or a celebration? can we eat today without guilt? it goes up in smoke she looks on // he looks weakly all things are half broken in this lifeless stupor. understand, a firework is just a reminder of what we are burning, tired, exploding.
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Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 4:37 AM UTC
sketch #2 (firework)
learn new ways of taking fire and turning it into art. take off finding old ways and methods that are just as good as she remembered kissing the sky with pure heat. i don’t quite remember was it patriotism or fear? i don’t quite remember was it a gunshot or a celebration? can we eat today without guilt? it goes up in smoke she looks on // he looks weakly all things are half broken in this lifeless stupor. understand, a firework is just a reminder of what we are burning, tired, exploding.
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15/F/maryland
Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 4:37 AM UTC
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