i want to spend time in a room with red lights,
constant commons, cumulus clouds, concerning karma,
and lie down on a blanket and study opera.
i've been restless for a few weeks now,
wanting to study music.
and by this, i don't mean the orchestration of chords
or melodies.
i want to fucking swallow someone's vocal chords.
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(in your chest) (in your chest) (in your chest)
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