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As if a flock of sheep is running inside of me; they simultaneously sing a song to me - baa. They will hit my nerves and break my patience, so the only thing I will do is yell. As if a lion tries to break out of me; its silent roars once will become loud. It will take my power of choice, so I begin to prepare. As if a snake whispers in my ear; it tells me to succumb. It will persuade me, so I will comply. As if a hedgehog is poking me, as if a poisonous spider sits next to me; Nevertheless, the chameleon inside of me will hold the trophy of the conventional lifestyle.
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 6:50 AM UTC
Suffocating
As if a flock of sheep is running inside of me; they simultaneously sing a song to me - baa. They will hit my nerves and break my patience, so the only thing I will do is yell. As if a lion tries to break out of me; its silent roars once will become loud. It will take my power of choice, so I begin to prepare. As if a snake whispers in my ear; it tells me to succumb. It will persuade me, so I will comply. As if a hedgehog is poking me, as if a poisonous spider sits next to me; Nevertheless, the chameleon inside of me will hold the trophy of the conventional lifestyle.
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 6:50 AM UTC
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