Sometimes I Am Simultaneously Without Thoughtwhilst Drowning In Themmy Mind Will Not Stopwhile Not Allowing
sometimes i am simultaneously without thought whilst drowning in them my mind will not stop while not allowing me to do anything else there is so much to do and so much to write yet i am incapable of it all i feel sick tired saddened and enraged something inside of me is filled with anger and hubris yet i cannot determine its source my exhaustion shall not allow perhaps i shall simply lie down and die.
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