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2d
Please,
don’t spill
your glass
of dreams.

They will soak
the rug,
be absorbed
by the mass,
flatten out,
washed away,
and forgotten.

So, ease
into doubts.
All to do
Is endure
for another day.
Zero output lately
Lukas Buijs
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Lukas Buijs  17/M/Netherlands
(17/M/Netherlands)   
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