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ME, 3.14

by @Penmann

Me, 3.14 Barely out of this terrible dream, Writing a poem on how i beat death. Just writing lines. The world is mine. And no regret. best damn time i ever had.
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Penmann
35 / M / Slovenia
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Written by
Penmann
35 / M / Slovenia
Published
Jun 14, 2019
Time
1m
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I was writing about this dream i had, for an hour now or more and i wrote these lines just to keep me occupied in between. Me 3.14

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