I am a Child, Lost in a Grown-Up World

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will you
please pick up the phone because i
don't like this ambiguous void
we've fallen into

i remember spinning,
spinning for hours,
for days

it felt like
we'd never stop
just two little kids
testing our skills and
wasting afternoon sunlight on
cotton-candy laughter

now, i just feel nauseous
and i
don't think the unknown
is my friend anymore

please come back

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