sometimes it's just impossible to write

thoughts overflow

but refuse to be seen

times like these cause insomnia

don't you agree?

then again, i feel i'm fluttering high up in the skies..

attached to a pennant

then again, is it a cyn
to want to fly high?
to want to be as regale as a poodle
to want to be a NASA paul-star
to want a page full of yambiguity


what does a weirdo do now?


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