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Sitting at the desk you used for studying, Sitting on the chair that meant pride and wisdom, Sitting in silence, in grief. For oneself, for freedom, grief of a hopeless mind. The trip, so vivid, the colours, I feel it, I'm trembling, pleasure induced by shameful vices, So broken in unexplained  happiness, The desk is covered, it's shameful, disgraceful...
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 11:50 AM UTC
Shameful desk
Sitting at the desk you used for studying, Sitting on the chair that meant pride and wisdom, Sitting in silence, in grief. For oneself, for freedom, grief of a hopeless mind. The trip, so vivid, the colours, I feel it, I'm trembling, pleasure induced by shameful vices, So broken in unexplained  happiness, The desk is covered, it's shameful, disgraceful...
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 11:50 AM UTC
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