the world is slowly crumbling like biscuits
and what do we do?
we wait.
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insomnia
Poetry❝i don't have insomnia. i can't sleep because im thinking of you.❞ ➶ ➷ another collection of thoughts and poems (and, occasionally some quotes).
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the world is slowly crumbling like biscuits
and what do we do?
we wait.
