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Apr 2021
Staring at bricks
stuck together
Lying and thinking whether
worth the kicks.

What's the point
a dull voice voiced
undermining the excited one
Life, more like a temple run

Everyone's aiming for high
like cannabis cannibalizing cerebellum
I can't think of a reason why
follow withered curriculum

Last nail has been hammered
Once again it surfaced
as I gaze with my face dazed
among others with thought so tattered.
have you every wondered what's the point in grinding day in and day out. what 's the final goal. if you understands the answer to the question what's the point do hit me up too........
Written by
abhinav  21/M/india
(21/M/india)   
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