Sometimes, I feel like I'm wasting my time.

Sometimes, I feel like other's time is wasting me.

Sometimes, I don't feel the time.

Sometimes, I can't find a place to hide from it.

Where did people find it?

Still, humans would never fully understand it.

This makes me wonder about it a lot more.

Makes me oddly satisfied.

And again...

[16.07.2026]

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