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Dear Self Dear World I’m so bored I’m so bored I’ve done all that I could think of to feel like my body is a home And all is well All is quiet I am simply bored I’ve talked to rooms full of people I’ve talked to walls I’ve talked to Gods I’ve talked to the stars I talk to myself I walk up and down halls I think about the possibility of meeting her one day I think about buying a new house with more walls, more Gods, more of her, and halls. Without the right her, I’m still so bored.
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 3:51 PM UTC
I'm Bored
Dear Self Dear World I’m so bored I’m so bored I’ve done all that I could think of to feel like my body is a home And all is well All is quiet I am simply bored I’ve talked to rooms full of people I’ve talked to walls I’ve talked to Gods I’ve talked to the stars I talk to myself I walk up and down halls I think about the possibility of meeting her one day I think about buying a new house with more walls, more Gods, more of her, and halls. Without the right her, I’m still so bored.
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 3:51 PM UTC
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