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I unlocked my key.
They never allowed for it to fit in place, always a breath spent gazing into the wind.
Applying moderate pressure..
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It’s pleasant.
Liquefied in the oxygen I breathe, startled before the visions I can see. What I can attain is only limited by w..
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Temperate guise.
When the surface of all our lives heats up, it will not plateau or dissipate. We will stare into the blazing inferno..
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I’m blinded.
Everything is two dimensional; I try to look around things, to no avail. I don't want to feel sad, covered in the ..
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Pur your worst foot forward, let it heal.
Redolent is the air you walk through, realising that your life is governed by time..
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Paralleled in the sand.
It ends up being the last vision I see, before slumber expends me. The first thing I seek to get a glimpse of..
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Mirrored.
What do my eyes see? Asking myself with gallant remorse. I quicken to the pace of their motion, tracking sustained awakenin..
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Where did I go?
The terrestrial cosmos below me, forcing me to submit myself to gravity, subsiding towards it. Succumbing to impervio..
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Controlled vocabulary, to provoke thought and emotion.
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Controlled vocabulary, to provoke thought and emotion.
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