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OBSOLETE

OBSOLETE

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Lately, a lot of people have left, lives, places and memories, a lot of homes got burned, a lot of stars were lost appalling into stardust. Pieces of me have traveled oceans, noises in my head are less obsolete than I ever wanted them to be and to when I laugh, I search for faces, who speak stories like mine. I seek souls who speak my names and I still search for languages that know no words... And well you, you seek the same.


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