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Or perhaps it is simply the body’s way of negotiating a frantic truce with the inevitability of the coming dawn.
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Dance is just a desperate attempt to sweat out the salt before the sun catches up to us.
Or perhaps it is simply the body’s way of negotiating a frantic truce with the inevitability of the coming dawn.
Dance is just a desperate attempt to sweat out the salt before the sun catches up to us.
I dreamt of a clock melting into a puddle of grey static, which feels exactly like that hollow truce you’re describing.
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