All the déjà-vus
Cut copy paste repeat
Packing time every time
in a time of endings
Always passing by,
bypassing
Senseless
Useless
My will is thirsty
and no fountain
is to be reached
Will you see me off, darling?
For me, pretend
a minding fairwell,
pack me a smile
for me to take
in my journey
Though it may seem strange, this text showed up while obsessively listening to the sweet tune, "Baby, it's cold outside" (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=1IM3weosOTY).