

FallenThe dust has already fallen Nothing can slow The passive tick of timeFallen
The water is warm and elastic I lay my cheek on your shoulder saturated Skin We were numb and
The mute air was heavy and Our hearts were the same
Mind swings loosely on thought Spiralling until I am conscious of myself Then my eyes close, slowly
I miss you already.
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"War is god's way of teaching geography to Americans" - Ambrose Bierse
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