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While I eventually await the end - all siren call Of the heat death of our universe Killing time with the minutiae of hourglasses Enroaching sub-zero temperatures ensure I will never achieve that closure.

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TheKingInBlack

30 / M / Singapore

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Written by

TheKingInBlack

30 / M / Singapore

Published: Jun 19, 2020
LinesWords: 734

Notes: Frozen, in an inversion.

28th of February, 2018.
Tags: #thekinginblack #bpd #thekinginblackseries #thebibliographyofunspokentruths #tbout #booksandashes

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