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Bullet Jul 2020
Woke up for work
Wish I could’ve stayed up n’ be laced with the stars altitude

Woke up hungry
Wish I could’ve cooked, turning the heat up n’ getting ride of this starving attitude

Looked up a better life
Life is infamous in these deep searches
This sea is filled with webs
The salt is cooked right in
I’m no longer daydreaming
The fear is eating me here
Working for a number
Working to be a survivor
A show on how to live
Because believing isn’t working
I’m empty on the inside
And I’m starting to think about moving more towards the stars

— The End —