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❛ her bones are the most unique and her mind is an exploding galaxy.
her flesh is made of similes and her blood is made of metaphors.
she was built in irony, synecdoche and in every figure of speech.
her world revolves around words and
speeches and phrases.the world may not understand her
but she will continue to seek for a poet
who will make her life worthy
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exploding galaxies // -silvermist
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