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Sep 2017
I don’t know how to create anymore
Nothing seems good
Nothing seems right
I let moments pass
Turning days into nights
While I sit in my room
Watching sunsets
And staring at the moon
glumplum
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glumplum  21/F/probably my room
(21/F/probably my room)   
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