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There is a world outside my window it screams and rushes and roars   Relentlessly in motion a ceaseless current of to and from coming and going (“Wynberg !?”) that batters against my walls Even the trees thrash about in an angry hurried cadence “You must not keep still!” everything shouts Yet I remain in stasis cut off from the boundless energy that proudly moves on and on and on
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Jun 21, 2021
Jun 21, 2021 at 7:56 AM UTC
The World Outside
There is a world outside my window it screams and rushes and roars   Relentlessly in motion a ceaseless current of to and from coming and going (“Wynberg !?”) that batters against my walls Even the trees thrash about in an angry hurried cadence “You must not keep still!” everything shouts Yet I remain in stasis cut off from the boundless energy that proudly moves on and on and on
emily-young
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Jun 21, 2021
Jun 21, 2021 at 7:56 AM UTC
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