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[skyra123]

there is dust on my hands. from a hard day's work and the sunset rolls across the sky. i wheel wherever i turn my eyes and my iris is expanding but my body is so heavy. warm and the sky contracts. the iris is expanding and i am a whole person. i can say it at last that i have someone to take care of. little hands clenched in my hair. scalp searing

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