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The moment someone knows me The moment someone sees I exist I am present I am back to being me And so I go where noone knows me To where I'm openly not seen To not exist for a few hours Is such a blessing Not to be
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 3:07 PM UTC
A Cry For Quiet
The moment someone knows me The moment someone sees I exist I am present I am back to being me And so I go where noone knows me To where I'm openly not seen To not exist for a few hours Is such a blessing Not to be
The January Lasts It's not about non-existence. It's about getting away from the self without reset. It's about being... Refreshed. And we all do that differently.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 3:07 PM UTC
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