and like ghost duets in the dusty creases of the night sky i began to fall fall fall like the light of a morning star. my heart felt the rush of a thousand breaths. falling past the cracks in the sky and the things we never learnt. falling past the page of an untold story and from the hub of time. falling from the people we hurt and the memories that burn. there is not a breath in the world now, all ghosts depart and i am left in the silence of my loss.
-always always R.
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