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In stillness, I inscribe your void, A pulse drowned in distance. You burn, distant, A wound I wear to breathe. Love— a murmur lost to glass, A thirst in the marrow of nothing.
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Feb 25, 2025
Feb 25, 2025 at 4:04 AM UTC
Brwa
Immemorial
In stillness, I inscribe your void, A pulse drowned in distance. You burn, distant, A wound I wear to breathe. Love— a murmur lost to glass, A thirst in the marrow of nothing.
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