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Bleun by y t

The word is lost in translation.
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If the time is now,
and the here is now,
then you are NOW.
Timeless pieces always rust, bones always turn to dust. Breath is fluid NOW, ragged soon. Are we not doomed, to die without.
Take apart your soul, pick the dreams from memories’ seams. Lost in my world, burdens shining through the screen, the bubble’s burst but the body is boldy rebuilding.

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