Is it an illusion that I am capable of going through each day, still alive?
Is the lack of quality sleep an indicator that my mind is a mess?
Are the dreams of people from places that would never meet a sign that this supposedly new phrase is giving me way too much pressure.
Am I the only few people who receive craps and shits on a regular basis?
Breath. Inhale. Exhale.
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