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the greenhouses have lifted their skirts
breathe dust breathe
and every day grows hotter
as i'm sweating out my dry longing
ocean extruding through pores,
skin oozing promises and soothing words.
tastes like salt.
and that lingering aftertaste is melancholy
the sun dances and roars laughter
maybe she's leaving -
breathe dust
breathe
.
breathe dust breathe
and every day grows hotter
as i'm sweating out my dry longing
ocean extruding through pores,
skin oozing promises and soothing words.
tastes like salt.
and that lingering aftertaste is melancholy
the sun dances and roars laughter
maybe she's leaving -
breathe dust
breathe
.
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