• picture this: a heartbeat, mid pump see the blood flow, see the fucking plasma the platelets. the white blood cells now zoom in, to the intangible inside that heart there are memories the veins, they practically throb with them inside that pulpy mess, that sticky goo there is love. there is hurt. there are starts of second chances refocus:you are a piece of dust on a ceiling fan a girl in the mirror studies a reflection its imperfect. you the dust sees this to you, this news is incredibly expected to the girl, it is somehow devastating there are words now, coming from her mouth you are not special. you are not needed. you are a wisp in a field of gold fabric and its true. you the dust feel that resonating more words now, coming from her heart "be assertive" "be proactive" "You are special" "You are a piece of work" memories, advice to you, there is no difference you are just dust they will blow you away and like the girl, you will be forgotten

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