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Disease

I'm floating like an airborn cell
clinging to fibers
jumping pockets of denim

flowing voices crack the silence free
I go undetected
I become a disease

Nightfall calms the southern flow
your coughing moves in to let you know
tomorrow you will leave this earth
and I will fly again
Written by trouble8me
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