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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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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 1:48 AM UTC
sunday, 22:50
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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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 1:48 AM UTC
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