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Ask Me.
Ask me if I had enough.
2020 is or was a bluff
for the destruction of what I thought I had
building all the way up.
if the present isn’t linear
then why can’t i stop looking up?
if the past does not exist
why does it always creep up?
I, once a Quantanium sprayed ora
that now seems to only have collected dust.
So please, I beg you.
Ask me if I had enough.
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Monday 12th October 2020 5:14 pm
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