My pale eyes stare upon the ceiling.
I don't even know this feeling.
All I see is circles making their way up.
I take another sip from my cup.
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My pale eyes stare upon the ceiling.
I don't even know this feeling.
All I see is circles making their way up.
I take another sip from my cup.
