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Feb 2021
Yet another day passes
Inconclusive thoughts fill my mind
I wish I didn't waste so much of my time
I wish I didn't hate what use to be mine
My feet continue the motions
While I continue astray
I often think of how today
Would be the same
If I didn't choose to stay
Wild Eyes
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Wild Eyes  17/M
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