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Occasionally
Our
Paths cross,
After numerous
Miles

She
Doesn't
Know,
I'm in heaven
When
She
Smiles
One
Wrap your legs around me
And let me fade into you
Until our souls
Become one
Such sweet embrace...
Sometimes
Life feels like
Carrying a piano
While walking on
A tightrope
It's hard being strong without losing balance...
You had every right to leave
But not without saying
Goodbye
I needed some closure...
I watched tommy's video today
I.. don't know what to say
I want to get out of here
I want to get out of here
I miss the days when the internet was okay
when you were okay
bo burnham was right
tommy was right
they're not alright
It... isn't the same anymore
So... internet drama. I don't know but it really hurt when my internet role models were not who they seem to be. Like wilbur soot... I used to imitate him, memorize his songs, and fantasize about one day starting my own youtube channel. But now... It's different. Everything's messed up, and the good people like tommy are caught in the middle of it. Attention is a drug, a drug that has led to the downfall of many content creators. I hope they'll be okay. I hope we'll be okay.
The moonlit sky hovers
a dark and empty street
A night submerged with wonder
and stillness

In a blissful voice, the night sang
about a faraway land,
where the pastures danced
and summer was everlasting

Lustrous knights roam the land
and the goblins lurks in the shadow
Like the darkness I lay on
As my bones relish in the calm
of this wonderful night
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