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SLOW MURMUR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ there’s a kind of s a d n e s s that seeps into your skin; it lets you breathe and smile even, but when shadows hang heavy at night let yourself d i s s o l v e into the slow murmur of the v o i d
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