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Leaving

Fuck it

I’ll sit outside of your society

There is no value in this settling down

I’m farthest from lost

When I’m changing

Surroundings constantly move

Yet you cling to some simple sameness

Move

Can’t stay

I’ve got to go

There’s nothing left for me here

Been here too long already

I’m gone

Off to learn something new

Otherwise

Nothing ever grew

I’ll leave again and gain

You’ll stay still and lame

It is time to find a life

While the world around us struggles

To find a lie


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