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Jul 2017
Stuck in Limbo, an eternity  of rain and coldness.

Puffy eyes, runny nose are how I look everyday.

Empty void.

I lose passion for strumming melancholy rhythms in this guitar .

I lose passion for creating and alternate reality were I play God and create my nature and arts.

I lose passion for creating stories with better worlds.

I lose passion for waking up in the mornings with no purpose.

I lose passion for breathing.

Lose passion for speaking.

No passion for living.
No passion at all.
I've been listening to flatsound and dandelion hands a lot.
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