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May 2015
Break my voice
Take it away, it is of no use to me.

Let my lungs feed only my body, and starve this beast that claws its way to my tongue and bursts into the air around me, poisoning everything.

Let the quiet that surrounds me be enough.
Losing my voice is something I've always wanted.
Arataikii
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Arataikii  East coast Canada
(East coast Canada)   
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     Lior Gavra and Eiliv Advena
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