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Jan 2014
Silent chords play
What did you expect
Boarded room, no light
The minimalist move
No wave, no raves
She winds her body
Quantum twerk
Put the Mac down
Fall asleep
Pills kick in
Wake and bake
Vacuum drones
Somewhere, singing
Okay,
bass,
standing waves
Stale wave, stoic day
All meaningless
Ultimately

This is the grave
This is cleansing
This is no ending

A new day, one day
and a new style
Reece
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Reece
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