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Feb 2019
When you're trapped in a circle of patterns
Patterns that make up the same torturous scene
You get slapped in the face and now you're gloomed.
Don't worry, it'll pass by, maybe...
You'll start numb then you'll think, lately
You haven't felt like yourself at all.
You'll feel like everything is crumbling around you,
And that to end it, you have to get influenced,
But it won't last beyond a week, at minimum an hour.
It'll pass, and you'll be fine. If you're not, at some point, the sun will once again shine.
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