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A blank sheet of ripples Let the ink roll down the tip Many thoughts in the galaxy Picking burning stars from the sky Words rumbling from the mouth Slipping out of the lips The earth calling out my name And I'll fall down down 6 feet under
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May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC
The ripped mind