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Wind makes circular noises Belli Olmaz Watering waves Electronic trumpets And the ventilator never falls. Night is tinted with orange street lights Nothing too profound Just this Post orgasmic neo psychedelic inspired poetry Belli Olmaz. I wonder what the plants are thinking If the ground knows I’m relaxed right
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“Lost father to death last year. Today mother passed from heart attack. Brother has special needs. I live at the church. Alone. I believe in God. He is my Lord and Savior. Never had much to live for, grew up poor. But I believe everything is for the best. God
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what we think, we become if it isn’t yours, let go.
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Life is infinite There a never ending ways to interpret any situation You can go as deep as you want in anything Do it with a method Questioning assumptions and testing hypothesis And you are a scientist. Do it aimlessly And you’ve got yourself a mental illness Life is
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Playing professional. Sitting and working turns into inspiration. Love the game. Doesn’t care about rewards or setbacks. Just wants to get better at the game. Keeps going. Sits down. “Inspiration comes to the one that starts working without it.” Creation is heaven. Waiting is hell. “Fuck being productive”. Focus
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Your life will be hard. What do I do that is easy? Procrastination is easy. Questioning “should I do this?” all the time is easy. Not stopping to think where you want to be is easy. Saying “life is meaningless” and not setting any goals is easy.
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Smoking is sexy To light fire so close to your mouth shows you like danger You are misterious sexy dangerous But apart from all that alure I still can’t cope seeing relatives losing teeth and having to go through several years of treatment to rebuild their gum It’s