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 Mar 2020 Eajie
Kafka Joint
I couldn't sleep,
I wandered through the streets,
Till waking up, alone in a desert.
 Mar 2020 Eajie
N
You
 Mar 2020 Eajie
N
You
Death is like you,
silent, cold, and
doesn’t love me back

If you are death
then I long to be dead
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