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Whispers in her ear wrap around her mind like a serpent and rattle in her ears until she cannot breathe.

come with me
it calls.

Hairs across the plains of her skin lift and let loose flakes of freckles and dandruff like dandy lions in the wind.

the voice shivers
come with me.

Bones curl and stretch at her sore and aged feet, lifting her across the ground gliding out towards the cold night.

The crisp air greets her porcelain cheeks and cracks mistakes and regrets under her eyelids already damp from the stars soft shine.

hollow chest beating
with them.

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