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talking, talking, talking— radio silence the space that nothingness fills is almost violent yelling, yelling, yelling— something's working uncovering ugly truths that have been lurking crying, crying, crying— because it's broken there is just too much that we let go unspoken
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 7:21 PM UTC
it comes in 3's
talking, talking, talking— radio silence the space that nothingness fills is almost violent yelling, yelling, yelling— something's working uncovering ugly truths that have been lurking crying, crying, crying— because it's broken there is just too much that we let go unspoken
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 7:21 PM UTC
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