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I hung on, waiting for the final breath there was nothing. no standing ovation, no final crescendo
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Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
when the music stopped
I hung on, waiting for the final breath there was nothing. no standing ovation, no final crescendo
#sad
#depressed
#breath
#music
#ovation
#micropoetry
#crescendo
#nanopoetry
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Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
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