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-disconnected
the
dial-tone, rings through
her veins, dancing over
her ears, escaping the gap
cleanly, (there was nothing
left to hear)
and she
sat, empty, discoloured,
disillusioned
(with no ghost
to answer
her missed
call)
[there were too many
voices, too many
questions,
sentiments,
visions,
illusions,
left
behind, and the echoes
grated upon her
skin, like the coarse
textures of what she
had once
been told,
were
the sands
of time]-
the
dial-tone, rings through
her veins, dancing over
her ears, escaping the gap
cleanly, (there was nothing
left to hear)
and she
sat, empty, discoloured,
disillusioned
(with no ghost
to answer
her missed
call)
[there were too many
voices, too many
questions,
sentiments,
visions,
illusions,
left
behind, and the echoes
grated upon her
skin, like the coarse
textures of what she
had once
been told,
were
the sands
of time]-
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