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Fallen Down - Duncan Cox

‘I feel my spirit return to my body as my fingers enter the mirrors of your skull we are the same shining surface reflecting light we can no longer seeʼ

a collection of songs about ending

Perpetual Care

stardust

A Place To Sleep

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eu não sou o teu pediatra

The day opens like a checkpoint: a gate that counts, not forbids.
We fumble our courage, hear it tick across the floor, and call that clatter progress.
Mistakes flicker—little glitches—but they illuminate the path more honestly than triumph.

A voice inside writes to us in the margin: try again.
Not a command—an invitation.
We learn the craft of continuing: farming quiet hope, carrying calm like a lantern.
To be “low HP” is only to feel the heart nearer; to be mapless is only to trust the breath.

And when the frame goes grey, we are not erased.
We return—smaller, truer—respawned at the edge of ourselves.
What owns us is what we refuse to name defeat.
Another coin. Another scene.
We stand, almost laughing, and press start again.

The Eternal (2007 Remaster)

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