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It’s 8:30
Nothing seems to matter anymore
But I can’t leave
I don’t fear death, maybe that’s part of the issue
Death is natural
Why should we fear it?
It’s sad but not scary
So here I lay just waiting for the minutes and hours to tic by
coming and going
The sun comes up oranges reds pinks
The sun goes down oranges reds pinks
The moon
The stars
Oh the next day