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Giovanna Aug 2020
I am stuck in the black void of space.
Can't tell if things are falling into place.
It's so dark in here.
Light nowhere near.
No purpose to fulfill.
No suffering to ****.
I live a life so usual.
That my existence feels illusional
I don't know what I am writing but it feels me.
Malikah Awan May 2020
Sleep deprived,
No time to breathe, no where to hide.
Awake,
But not conscious.
Eyes wide open,
But no vision.
Thoughts,
But no reason.
Questions,
But no curiosity.
Alive...
But not really.

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