languidfire > as if i could ever forget.
languidfire > now they keep me remembering.
languidfire > they used to keep me alive.
languidfire > the tiny pieces of air help me breathe.
languidfire > should i open it?
languidfire > i'm closer to lost.
languidfire > but if i step back,
languidfire > the screen can't hide me.
languidfire > the smell of dusty wire calls up the memory of us.  but there are so many things that do.
as if i could ever forget.
languidfire > as if i could ever forget.
as if i could ever forget.
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