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An achromatic photo a tumbling rock falling down A snow packed peak Every inch of stone covered in weighted white Rolling and growing... growing and rolling... the only sound heard, ice kissing ice And my screams Do you hear it? The avalanche of my life It has a sound unlike any other A crescendo of every experience compounding on my soul, demanding to be seen, heard, felt, feared Warning level 5 avalanche Please evacuate the area for personal safety, hazard may cause more calamity
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Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 12:39 PM UTC
Falling together apart
An achromatic photo a tumbling rock falling down A snow packed peak Every inch of stone covered in weighted white Rolling and growing... growing and rolling... the only sound heard, ice kissing ice And my screams Do you hear it? The avalanche of my life It has a sound unlike any other A crescendo of every experience compounding on my soul, demanding to be seen, heard, felt, feared Warning level 5 avalanche Please evacuate the area for personal safety, hazard may cause more calamity
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Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 12:39 PM UTC
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