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wispering
The Dime
wilowisp
Drizzle, drop, and disappear
These are the things we fear, my dear
These are the things we fear

Cracked teeth
Tumultuous beginnings
Dissatisfaction
Lumps in our custard
Absolute silence
Absolute absolution
Incomplete
A wasteful life
An upward knife
Shame
Failure
The light in the distance of a dark night that only grows closer
A surplus of ash and a deficit of pillows
What idle minds have wrought with memory
Habit
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