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Aug 2018
My universe is collapsing
at the heart of the sun.
My skin scorched to
bare bone;
the weight of the world
coming undone.
The cells of my existence
as gravity pulls stardust
into my lungs.
My last breath a whisper, of
"Will you miss me when I'm gone?"
Roxxanna Kurtz
Written by
Roxxanna Kurtz  24/F/MA
       MicMag and delilah
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