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May 2020
Stuck
Out of luck
Moving is fun until it’s the only thing to do
And even when you start do you really know what to do?
Is there an end goal?
Is it a fluke?
Maybe if I focus I’ll know
But focus is work
What is work when you don’t know what to do?
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