We are disappearing.
We are disappearing
in disappointed strands,
hands over our mouths
and mouths over our heads,
here in the dead center of everything.
-r. miller
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We are disappearing.
We are disappearing
in disappointed strands,
hands over our mouths
and mouths over our heads,
here in the dead center of everything.
-r. miller
*Insert Propaganda Here* 