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Dust.


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She’s a human-less family
Like a desolate wrapper
Wandering down halls that breathe
Through her wilted core

Shuffling down corridors
Exhaling...
Inhaling...
Floating skin particles
Shackled, inside anatomy of hierarchy

Mind divorcing memory
Palpitating marrow
A godforsaken particle
Fragment of the black hole

With only tears to tell her story



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