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Aug 28
It's as sad as it gets...
To behold the world out there
Bursting with magnificent colours
While I'm comfortably stuck
On the other side of the glass
Drowning in my own inertia
A few words about getting older. About everyday struggles and how futile they seem. Maybe society is just built to glue us to the ground... or maybe there's just something wrong with me.
Peter Garrett
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Peter Garrett  31/M/Mariupol
(31/M/Mariupol)   
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