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It's a morning world in my evening life. It's a genderless world of husband and wife. It's a green world with a dusty end. It's a lonely world with nearly no friend. It's a dawn new world in my twilight life. It's a new beginning in my honey hive. It's a slimy end for my gruesome begin. It's a lonely day for me and my sin. It's a sunny world in my rainy life. It's a waterless world and a pointless dive. It's a lovely day for my night to come. It's a horroble night and my head goes numb. It's a bright world in my dark life. It's a weird dansfloor, for my mistimed jive. It's a beautiful butterfly for my bitter sky. It's the worst timing ever, to ask myself why.
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Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC
Existential Crisis
It's a morning world in my evening life. It's a genderless world of husband and wife. It's a green world with a dusty end. It's a lonely world with nearly no friend. It's a dawn new world in my twilight life. It's a new beginning in my honey hive. It's a slimy end for my gruesome begin. It's a lonely day for me and my sin. It's a sunny world in my rainy life. It's a waterless world and a pointless dive. It's a lovely day for my night to come. It's a horroble night and my head goes numb. It's a bright world in my dark life. It's a weird dansfloor, for my mistimed jive. It's a beautiful butterfly for my bitter sky. It's the worst timing ever, to ask myself why.
Keiri
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24/F/Belgium
Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC
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