boredom consumes me
the future has me worried
where am I heading?
where will I fall?
When will I get mine?
But I always feel
It's not my time
so what do I do when all I can offer
is a confused state of mind
and a being free of the restraints of time
complacency can be the death of you
but it won't be the death of me
"do you write all the time?"
I dabble.
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