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Theres a build up of frost
in the middle of the ceiling
and i'm asking why
with my bed so empty

Maybe it's from the fractured
walls from the sturdy bedpost
or the gap from under
the marked door

Maybe it's the absence
of matter in between
the spaces of my knuckles

Maybe it's time
to venture
and find out
Written by Mitochondrial (Will lou White)
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