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Marcus Nalgaber

The sound of dust

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The skin, that edge of your infinity, this video, a question

Be well


The sound of dust becoming life attracts my ears 

while the sunshine 

touches the roses in my backyard


I love everything

everything is my muse, my muse

I love everything

everything is my muse, my muse


So many laughs

so many tears

so many dreams,

so many things

so much life filling my senses, senses, senses


Then tell me how I could survive so much feelings

if I were not air

if I were not space to hold so much

if I were not air

if were not space to hold so much



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