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8h
It was boredom
that led me here
to write all this.

It was boredom
that sparked a storm in my head,
a quiet brainstorm
with no one but myself.

I wish I had found this kind of boredom sooner.
Maybe seventeen years sooner.
Because hell,
this "borestorm"
might’ve carried me somewhere
worth reaching.
Idea in a form of boredom
Written by
Samy Sadn
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     Aquila and The Wilted Witch
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