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I put my voice under a light not knowing that it would burn to a crisp, and all you would hear would be the weakening growls of an animal refusing to die. I thought I had to speak to exist, when all one should ever have to do is be.
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Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC
Becoming; Again
I put my voice under a light not knowing that it would burn to a crisp, and all you would hear would be the weakening growls of an animal refusing to die. I thought I had to speak to exist, when all one should ever have to do is be.
#transformation#become#becoming#being#existing#growth#growing
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Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC
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