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May 2020
ive looked out my window for the thousandth time this week
i count the blades of grass
aimlessly,
boredom seeping through the cracks
of my phone screen
and when i turn my head towards the peachy sky
all muddled with dark clouds
soaking in the blue of the coming night
as the sun sets
its orange hue, so bright
it makes me feel
like im in a trance
dazed, delirious
hypnotised.
lua
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lua  20/F/on the moon
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