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He sat in the chair across from me with his red hoodie pulled over his eyes Unfulfilled, sulking over the misery of this world And completely unaware that I sulked too Unfullfilled But not because of the shape the world was in Or because our pockets were empty But because he chose to sit in the chair across from me
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
Unaware
He sat in the chair across from me with his red hoodie pulled over his eyes Unfulfilled, sulking over the misery of this world And completely unaware that I sulked too Unfullfilled But not because of the shape the world was in Or because our pockets were empty But because he chose to sit in the chair across from me
TheMagpie
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
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