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Apr 2013
hello walls
and emptied hearts
echoing like grand caverns
stalagmites dripping crimson
the bitter taste coating my tongue
when the night grows weary
my mind becomes a frigid place
alaska in months of darkness
the sun far away
Cadence Musick
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Cadence Musick
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