Countdown to threadless

Everyone listen, to this ignition, of this soul ,
it’s been  whole before beaten and let down…
but my theory is that love happens alone,
only in stone,
I cannot be drowned ,
even in the air,
I cannot suffocate,
only relate to the air dissipating  into snow.
I am whole,
and we are one soul,
we are one,
two-toned and withdrawn,
underground and undone…
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