write about poverty of richness. that and also.. this does not satisfy my fun drive
live for moments of
pour waterfalls into your own glass, niagara sized, dream and remember being there, being young, being free, and live for now.. theres no life like a dull one. theres no anything as long as you play the game.. fuck the game, itll just intensify. get into your world. im done with the world. the world will come to me when i ask for it. let the market place flies immerse another while i swallow my anxiety and angst and have myself back to who knows me best.. me, and those who know me truely. catch them before they too drown in the waters they pour for everyone who knows not a true (spectacle )landmark when they see one
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