Sense by Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ

Jun 2021

Sense

There's noise,
there's life,
there's nuisance.
I'm amused,
my highest low,
life is nonsense.
Take me home,
I'll blackout,
inconvenience.

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Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ 23/M/NotFoundYet

(23/M/NotFoundYet)

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