Jun 2020
The days get longer and longer
Yet we do nothing
Eat.
Work.
Sleep.
Repeat.
They say life is worth living
But why?
There’s nothing I’m living for
Other than the absence of life itself
Yet we do nothing
Eat.
Work.
Sleep.
Repeat.
They say life is worth living
But why?
There’s nothing I’m living for
Other than the absence of life itself
(16/Hell ;))
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