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Sep 2019
i want to watch it
not mean anything
for in a way
that's all it can ever mean
same old doubts
the same old streets
same old conker
on a new fcking thing


i want to watch it
not mean anything
if it means that
i'll never have to think again
in painful vain i attempt to ascertain
i do wonder every now and then



i want to watch it
not mean anything
cause in a way
that is everything-all it can ever be
for all that the eye can see:
ice caps that we don't even notice are melting
Diadema L Amadea
Written by
Diadema L Amadea  18/F/Indonesia
(18/F/Indonesia)   
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     Cné and Ylang Ylang
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