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[sleptsosoundly]

the heat lightning booms like soundless cannons i pretend i'm firing with the swift, too powerful flick of my cigarette and its grey, sprinkling ashes burn into the clouds i'm aiming towards. boom, boom! and there is no sound. no grand finale, or awe-induced oohs and ahs from a gathering crowd, but this show beats any independence day firework

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[starshine500]

its nice to see you back here, stranger.

[_waltzingstars]

there's this poem by adrienne rich called 'diving into the wreck' that i think you might appreciate. :)