they woke this morning with shaking palms &. a hollow chest , rattling with pinball precision thoughts of sun drip wax as the dawn light glinting bronze through the closed blinds of the dorm. ❝ moonie , i wanna go back to bed ❞ the whine hangs heavy in the air , decline in morality , in faith , in nature decadence , rolling from the tongue.
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