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Jul 2019
Here... lemme just prop myself up
Lean on my crutches
Force myself to my feet
Agitate my nervous system
So I can stay awake
Maybe I’ll feel a bit alive
I’ll stumble forward
Go about the motions clumsily
Stagger through the hours
Because though I’m terribly weary
Mind, body, heart, and soul...
I have to make myself
Get up
And pretend
I care about my obligations
I’m so tired.... terribly long and taxing week... still have obligations, though....
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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