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Sep 2020
A show I assumed
I would have breaks in between each one
But no this is one long movie
Never ending
No time to rest or reflect
I could pause it
Take a break
But somehow it’s entertaining
The chaos that I can’t even understand
Maybe the meaning is just that
We all get old
We all die
Time keeps moving without us
But that doesn’t explain it all
Maybe it’s not meant to be understood
Maybe we just sit through
Watching
Reacting
To each moment
Presented to us
Not aloud to fast forward or rewind
No matter how much we want to skip
This moment
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Fry  20/M
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