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When my hands succumb into numbness, When my feet descend into paralysis, Would it catch your sight? Will my little whimper fading into silence, Would it touch gently down on your ears? When the last Spirit and Breath Dissipates Will anyone bat an eye? Would it mean anything Around the cacophony, as I die?
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Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 1:22 PM UTC
Stasis
When my hands succumb into numbness, When my feet descend into paralysis, Would it catch your sight? Will my little whimper fading into silence, Would it touch gently down on your ears? When the last Spirit and Breath Dissipates Will anyone bat an eye? Would it mean anything Around the cacophony, as I die?
alexander-foe
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Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 1:22 PM UTC
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