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I cut her vocal chords & stitched her mouth shut. To keep her voice from emanating like petrichor. I stored her echoes inside a music box to sing me to sleep.
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC
Music Box
I cut her vocal chords & stitched her mouth shut. To keep her voice from emanating like petrichor. I stored her echoes inside a music box to sing me to sleep.
BaezJo
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC
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