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To mistake a ghost for a pulse is the most beautiful way to endure the quiet.
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Your pulse is the only warmth that ever touches the silence of my own thoughts.
To mistake a ghost for a pulse is the most beautiful way to endure the quiet.
Your pulse is the only warmth that ever touches the silence of my own thoughts.
It reminds me of the attic where I used to pretend the shadows were friends playing hide and seek.
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