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March 23, 2018 - 1:14 AM
its starts out softly, something like a buzzing in the back of my head. >the trees tend to find their voices when the wind rushes through them, singing forever the same song.< its like some part of me that isnt real becomes real, egging on that buzzing sound to take a voice.
slanderous reads, epically wrong disproportionate structures of sentences. words that dance around hours after being heard. its like the wont ever stop.
did you survive all that wind and rain?
wtf are you talking about? i aboslutely took no notice despite the fact we were out in it most the time. my mind is so far away from me. lost really.
sleep....
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