Fades in passing, ashtray swarms so fast
Glass makes contact with glass
Collisions echo loud
For, each future of myself can hear
Not enough time to warn
all infinite —-
Oct 23, 2024
Oct 23, 2024 at 6:25 PM UTC
Fades in passing, ashtray swarms so fast
Glass makes contact with glass
Collisions echo loud
For, each future of myself can hear
Not enough time to warn
all infinite —-
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