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May 2021
I'm
I'm a lot of things. Wait, I have a list.
I'm enjoying myself with a somewhat frightening determination.
I'm not other people. Who is this strange person Other People?
"I asked for a room,
The room was promptly given,
You'll find me then in any given room."
I finally got this joke, I'm getting it every morning now, with nobody to witness though.
I'm not drunk, you're not funny, that's a lot to think about.
I'm cancelling my dreams. See the big red button with "Reality" on it? I'm pushing this button now.
Written by
Kafka Joint
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