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I woke up late And try to wake the happy state of my inner sane But, as I move along the way I felt that there is no other play that I can raise the happy state because as I intake the meds and remove the shelf of craze I can see myself lost in space. That the happy state was no longer my pace. I already taste the bitterness phase of you leaving my maze
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 5:12 AM UTC
Lost in trance
I woke up late And try to wake the happy state of my inner sane But, as I move along the way I felt that there is no other play that I can raise the happy state because as I intake the meds and remove the shelf of craze I can see myself lost in space. That the happy state was no longer my pace. I already taste the bitterness phase of you leaving my maze
I feel vague. Lost. Incomplete
MJP
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 5:12 AM UTC
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