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people have always said the world you see is the world you know i see my hands, clouds of gray made of ragged static edges i see the horizon, a mosaic dripping with vibrant reds and oranges i see the world, crumbling disintegrating into dust heavy breaths and quivering hands, i want to shut out the world.
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Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 10:01 AM UTC
breathless
people have always said the world you see is the world you know i see my hands, clouds of gray made of ragged static edges i see the horizon, a mosaic dripping with vibrant reds and oranges i see the world, crumbling disintegrating into dust heavy breaths and quivering hands, i want to shut out the world.
androvis
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Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 10:01 AM UTC
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