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I have been near enough to death to know it well its unwavering dispassion its unflinching reality as I breathe into her and hear the sound of empty lungs it has ripped all the curtains I had sewn all the false smiles and pat answers a lifetime of rehearsed dialogue and robotic gestures I was now naked before myself and the lies that became me now face me and dissolve
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 11:41 AM UTC
near death
I have been near enough to death to know it well its unwavering dispassion its unflinching reality as I breathe into her and hear the sound of empty lungs it has ripped all the curtains I had sewn all the false smiles and pat answers a lifetime of rehearsed dialogue and robotic gestures I was now naked before myself and the lies that became me now face me and dissolve
RoyDeckard
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 11:41 AM UTC
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