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I have learned how to stare into space for minutes. And while I'm staring, While I'm getting lost in my own little bubble, I repaint these walls, I rebuild this world we're living in, I imagine that we're all just a burst of different colors— trying and trying to blend with each other. And while I'm getting lost, I think that we'll all get found. Somehow. But I remember, It's all in my head. They are all in my head.
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Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 12:36 AM UTC
Thoughts of Madness
I have learned how to stare into space for minutes. And while I'm staring, While I'm getting lost in my own little bubble, I repaint these walls, I rebuild this world we're living in, I imagine that we're all just a burst of different colors— trying and trying to blend with each other. And while I'm getting lost, I think that we'll all get found. Somehow. But I remember, It's all in my head. They are all in my head.
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Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 12:36 AM UTC
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