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Staring at bricks stuck together Lying and thinking whether worth the kicks. What's the point a dull voice voiced undermining the excited one Life, more like a temple run Everyone's aiming for high like cannabis cannibalizing cerebellum I can't think of a reason why follow withered curriculum Last nail has been hammered Once again it surfaced as I gaze with my face dazed among others with thought so tattered.
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Apr 23, 2021
Apr 23, 2021 at 9:51 AM UTC
The Point
Staring at bricks stuck together Lying and thinking whether worth the kicks. What's the point a dull voice voiced undermining the excited one Life, more like a temple run Everyone's aiming for high like cannabis cannibalizing cerebellum I can't think of a reason why follow withered curriculum Last nail has been hammered Once again it surfaced as I gaze with my face dazed among others with thought so tattered.
have you every wondered what's the point in grinding day in and day out. what 's the final goal. if you understands the answer to the question what's the point do hit me up too........
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21/M/india
Apr 23, 2021
Apr 23, 2021 at 9:51 AM UTC
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