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Mar 2012
Deep breath
Hold it in
Dust coating lungs and heart valves
Exhale
The heavy weight of another day keeps me stationary
I May be confined to the monotonous drudgery
But my mind is staining glass, blowing witch *****
Drawing circles with my tongue over your chest
Inhale
Pine. Rain. Man.
You sit down next to me
Quiet, reserved, not wanting to disturb
Scattered. Unsure.
Needing you to displace
Rummage through the aftermath of melancholy
Fresh air
Exhale
It's always easier to breathe around you
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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