Discrete Entries: “smooth beats to haunting voice…”

smooth beats to haunting voice and plucking
strings in my chest making it hard to
breath the dust
turning into
dust
cities in
dust
cars in
dust
our lives are made up of star
dust
and I feel the strings being plucked

 

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