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Jun 2020
I still haven't fixed my Time Machine.
One year ago,
Or one million if I ever used the time properly...and I changed
In a very strange way.

How much more time will pass,
Until I see all the scenarios I’ve seen in another space.
It's scary to know what's imagination and what is real.

New century 2020 ****** up everything and everyone.
Half a year is already gone. Halfway to my 22.
But I feel like 127.
.
Not that excited like I thought.
Written by
Riley  27/Two-Spirit
(27/Two-Spirit)   
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