I don't smile.
I see a stage throght my window.
I go somewhere.
I cry on public transport.
I drink something that I can't even pronounce.
I lose my hair.
I keep faiding.
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•cancer's thoughts•
Poesíanie wiem nie wiem nie wiem nie wiem nie wiem nie wiem nie wiem nie wiem to będzie ta jedna ważna rzecz, którą po sobie zostawię
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I don't smile.
I see a stage throght my window.
I go somewhere.
I cry on public transport.
I drink something that I can't even pronounce.
I lose my hair.
I keep faiding.