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There is no rhythm, lyric, rhyme.
The strings are eternally broken.
Smooth sounds grind, stones against time brazen.
Co-editor @protagon.gr / Digging into Forensic Archaeology & Anthropology / Smithsonian Transcription Center Digital Volunteer
im a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm
Beach. Water. Repeat.
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