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Mar 2022
Beyond the coffee
night
Polluted by too much
but it's alright
My mind calls to the sky

I see

I try

The passage is
uneasy
Plagued by those
trying to change me
Lost in my demise

I see

I try

My taskΒ is
futile
To build my hopes
am I in denial
Burning lifestyle
Why do I continue
Because

I see

I try
j a connor
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j a connor
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