so pure
once again inhaling the poison
aggressive
turquoise
powdery
fluttering oxygen This room
this irregular galaxy
this glassy stone
falling from your skull That's all
as if I was alive
an event
a journey
uncompleted But still wishing.
your appearence could melt
so pure.
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