6:27 P.M.

Right places, wrong times is a new time; I have no way to find it.

The thing is, I can’t have my mind to make sure that I am where I see me.

There was no way to beat the message I’m filled with the confusing darkness of my worries.

The long times, I have spent in my own decent, lying to myself I’m being humble.

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