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Oct 8
Eyes burning
Head spinning
Palms dry

What is happening?
What am i doing?

Will it be worth it in the end?

Will i remember these filler-days as much as the valuable ones?

True is a moment of the false
False?

Head spinning
Eyes burning
Palms dry

Have i done this to myself?

A victim of my own devices standing stoically blue.
Written by
Gerhard  19/M
(19/M)   
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     aAr, Ikramo and Maimoona Tahir
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