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The wind leafs through my skin Like a bibliophile  on his tenth book My body fixes—destroys, fixes—destroys Itself every running second I am alive I am alive through the universe whispering As time passes through my Membrane like a ghost—unseen.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
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The wind leafs through my skin Like a bibliophile  on his tenth book My body fixes—destroys, fixes—destroys Itself every running second I am alive I am alive through the universe whispering As time passes through my Membrane like a ghost—unseen.
I cant sleep//feet hurt too much.
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lovelychickenbones
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lovelychickenbones
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
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