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The novelty of it all Something for nothing After busting yourself for years The satisfaction of getting Something back wears off Your patience wears thin as Boredom absorbs all ambitions The novel lies unrealised The lust for new language and adventure Lost Nothing will come of nothing Empty. Fatigue. Wasted time. Begets begets begotten Surviving but not living.
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Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 2:30 PM UTC
Dole Survivor
The novelty of it all Something for nothing After busting yourself for years The satisfaction of getting Something back wears off Your patience wears thin as Boredom absorbs all ambitions The novel lies unrealised The lust for new language and adventure Lost Nothing will come of nothing Empty. Fatigue. Wasted time. Begets begets begotten Surviving but not living.
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Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 2:30 PM UTC
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