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Boredom bounces, Excitement yawns; The days blur by, my vision hazy Following a string colored red Chasing it as it unravels The string gets shorter Days become longer; Time is running out. Towards the end I slow down, God, Is this the end?
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Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 1:22 PM UTC
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Boredom bounces, Excitement yawns; The days blur by, my vision hazy Following a string colored red Chasing it as it unravels The string gets shorter Days become longer; Time is running out. Towards the end I slow down, God, Is this the end?
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Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 1:22 PM UTC
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