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Dec 2022
Floating around and around,
as free as you can be.
But what can you do?
What can you feel?
Free yet you are trapped
in this emptiness.
Not knowing what to do next,
or the meaning of life.
As you float closer and closer
to the black hole, you realize
something in your mind...

I have built this endless void myself,
forever lost in hopelessness and sorrow.
lost cage trapped home sadness
Rotten Meat
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Rotten Meat  24/Agender
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