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Mar 2021
You see,
on days you can't find reasons anymore
feelings are all mixed up
- is this anger or sadness?
your head is 'bout to burst
wanna talk about it
but soon you'll regret
to talk means to create another perspective
another creation is already too much
so you check the date
- ah ok it's getting near, let's not talk about it
in a few days, it will all be invalid

but feelings
where do they really go
are there really places for them to settle
or just like that
they vanish
and come again
slightly different, unexpected reasons
yet still the same torment.
PLAINJETPLANE
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PLAINJETPLANE  27/F/Malaysia
(27/F/Malaysia)   
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