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It's A pity That I can Stare down a drop Of beaded water Pace these same halls for hours Chef Ramsey vids end to end But that I can't focus Any such efforts So that I can Do the things I really Want
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Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 8:21 PM UTC
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It's A pity That I can Stare down a drop Of beaded water Pace these same halls for hours Chef Ramsey vids end to end But that I can't focus Any such efforts So that I can Do the things I really Want
My focus eludes me; either I can do everything and it consumes my life with its intensity, or I do useless things that I'm tired of for days on end because I can't find it.
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Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 8:21 PM UTC
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