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One moment I laugh and the other I'm crying. Don't know what's happening, my feelings are dying. Shrieking and wailing against the monster of time, Swooning dreams can't stand against its crimes. Inscrutable are it's ways, vulnerable it is not. A breach of trust just stays by the clock. Eternal is the trail of its path. Its mismanagement only engenders labyrinth. So, where do I stand, tell me right now. In search of Elysium, where should I go?
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 5:40 AM UTC
Time does it all
One moment I laugh and the other I'm crying. Don't know what's happening, my feelings are dying. Shrieking and wailing against the monster of time, Swooning dreams can't stand against its crimes. Inscrutable are it's ways, vulnerable it is not. A breach of trust just stays by the clock. Eternal is the trail of its path. Its mismanagement only engenders labyrinth. So, where do I stand, tell me right now. In search of Elysium, where should I go?
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41/F/India
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 5:40 AM UTC
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