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  • If the boy who draws

    let’s you look over his shoulder.

    If the poet


    and shows you her words.

    If the girl who sings for the shower only,

    hums a song

    in front of you.

    Know that you’re no longer a person

    but the air

    and dust

    that fills their lungs.

    When the world perishes,

    and all things cease to exist,

    you’ll remain inside an ink stain,

    a paint brush,

    a song.

    — Alaska Gold

    (Source: hereunoia, via hey-ass-butt)

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