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Boredom: No Title
Hold my hand
And let us go there again
This addiction for un-Life
Let us cleanse
I found a place where we can be
... whatever
Let's make a promise to go there
... whenever
I want to write to a nice one,
But my pen is dry ...
And my fingers are frozen
Above my keyboard
Just like this lifeless
... something
But I wanted to write some words
To remember this moment ...
Though it all makes no sense,
I feel all messed up
And happy, and hungry,
And sneezing, and lonely
And sleepy, and bored ...
Yep, surprise surprise world ...
