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The melancholic stir of emotions Deforming this whirlpool, The miserable stench Accompanying noses around, The tastelessness Smoking up the tasteful surroundings, The crazy scent Climbing out mindlessly.... Just to get bottled in this purity.
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Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC
Bottled
The melancholic stir of emotions Deforming this whirlpool, The miserable stench Accompanying noses around, The tastelessness Smoking up the tasteful surroundings, The crazy scent Climbing out mindlessly.... Just to get bottled in this purity.
Through the eyes of those who bottle the reality of the mentally disabled, the world feels like a jar of so-called purity surrounded by a vacuum.
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Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC
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