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salt shakers in my ears shake as the sound resinates - resonator reciprocals cause sounds to blast as the walls reverberate there is a loud crash and a heavy bass line suddenly erupting into a jazz crescendo twisting suddenly from tinkling piano keys into a japanese cherry blossom garden

scrupulous picking - pricing, whistling - turning into sharp corners, backing up and risking - throwing leaves, throwing veils these are not things that avail and now you're here, so i can stop - feigning fights and getting lost

this
is what i did

there was a space
that existed in me
and empty place
i didn't let anyone see