even though i sit at the desk
rubbing my eyes and yawning
i cannot help but to myself ask,
what will i someday become?
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 1:48 AM UTC
even though i sit at the desk
rubbing my eyes and yawning
i cannot help but to myself ask,
what will i someday become?
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