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I am not the same person tonight As I was this morning Time moves slowly for me The hours drag on A constant sense of boredom consumes me I watch the hours go by as I feel my white blood cells turned to red Don’t take this the wrong way For life does not bore me I’m curious Passionate I love and I hate I’m simply referring to the neutral state between human antics I’m referring  to the constant void that is my consciousness I’m unfamiliar with the definition of contentment Satisfaction is a boredom induced daydream how could I ever expect to sustain a satisfaction when within the 24 hours of the day I am 24 different people
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Feb 6, 2022
Feb 6, 2022 at 9:30 PM UTC
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I am not the same person tonight As I was this morning Time moves slowly for me The hours drag on A constant sense of boredom consumes me I watch the hours go by as I feel my white blood cells turned to red Don’t take this the wrong way For life does not bore me I’m curious Passionate I love and I hate I’m simply referring to the neutral state between human antics I’m referring  to the constant void that is my consciousness I’m unfamiliar with the definition of contentment Satisfaction is a boredom induced daydream how could I ever expect to sustain a satisfaction when within the 24 hours of the day I am 24 different people
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Feb 6, 2022
Feb 6, 2022 at 9:30 PM UTC
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