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There’s so much waffle in my brain. Disorientated and distracted by an endless barrage. A mixture of inane and insane, I’m unsure of neither heads nor tails. High on a pedestal that sits safely above the rocky waves, I act as if ignorance could take me far from this hellish place.
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Apr 7, 2023
Apr 7, 2023 at 2:21 PM UTC
The Lost Sailor
There’s so much waffle in my brain. Disorientated and distracted by an endless barrage. A mixture of inane and insane, I’m unsure of neither heads nor tails. High on a pedestal that sits safely above the rocky waves, I act as if ignorance could take me far from this hellish place.
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27/M/South Africa
Apr 7, 2023
Apr 7, 2023 at 2:21 PM UTC
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