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we slide through times of nothing really they’re delicate reminders – i grew up learning cycles with outlines hard to break we vanish further – unsurprising – intentions fading footnotes without the strength to leap we’re shapeless intermissions the quiet ones for worse caressed yet empty-handed and waiting with no end in sight
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Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
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we slide through times of nothing really they’re delicate reminders – i grew up learning cycles with outlines hard to break we vanish further – unsurprising – intentions fading footnotes without the strength to leap we’re shapeless intermissions the quiet ones for worse caressed yet empty-handed and waiting with no end in sight
markusrussin
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Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
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