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the smoke swirls around the blank wind like my blank expresion i try to think of the things that matter most to me i don’t think think there is anything people are expendable they don’t stay they don’t care they don’t matter music is there always art is there always my mind is there most of the time i am thankful for my mind bright and working twirling like the smoke around the empty wind
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC
Smoke
the smoke swirls around the blank wind like my blank expresion i try to think of the things that matter most to me i don’t think think there is anything people are expendable they don’t stay they don’t care they don’t matter music is there always art is there always my mind is there most of the time i am thankful for my mind bright and working twirling like the smoke around the empty wind
hannah-baker
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC
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