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Fading in static, I vanish from speculation entirely I am ethereal I slip through a closed door phantomous -- My driving need absolved               I am cured (Temporarily) Dead in my own eyes and abandon in my mind I pass voicelessly through the terminal - - unrecognised I am more alive then a lifetime of living Exuberant; I erupt with silent joy that gushes from my open chest cavity Evacuating the pavement                        - washing away organically
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 2:55 AM UTC
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Fading in static, I vanish from speculation entirely I am ethereal I slip through a closed door phantomous -- My driving need absolved               I am cured (Temporarily) Dead in my own eyes and abandon in my mind I pass voicelessly through the terminal - - unrecognised I am more alive then a lifetime of living Exuberant; I erupt with silent joy that gushes from my open chest cavity Evacuating the pavement                        - washing away organically
Certain kinds of music put me in a sort of trance. I was just trying to recaptivate the sensation in this piece. I hope you enjoy it.
andrew-kerklaan
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 2:55 AM UTC
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