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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.
Some nights the silence is just heavy enough to make me believe I am not the only one still awake.
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