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My mind is blank of things to type on this screen I have no inspiration No rhythm I haven't lost it all Not quite yet Its just drifting And its time to go searching
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 4:42 AM UTC
Possibly never?
My mind is blank of things to type on this screen I have no inspiration No rhythm I haven't lost it all Not quite yet Its just drifting And its time to go searching
Things just aren't the same anymore.
#help#numb#noidea#lostit
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 4:42 AM UTC
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