the air is moist. our aura is liquid, mutable and splashing flicking droplets out with the force of a sigh. they scurry downwards slicking cheekbones, tumbling along itself to join hands to wet slipping glisten drip slip clutch. wet. exhale let the water reach your lungs sucking in swirling air wet condensation rushing. speak.
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