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30 mar 2019, Kiss The Hipo

Iced Latte.


All this - look around.

You're a walking embodiment of

solipsism.

That's just a nicer way to put it,

the world revolving around you.

You feel like a perfect circle

inside of a bigger circle,

never touching.

Like you're always on the brink of a discovery

or of a destruction

or even both, who knows which is which.

Sometimes you just have to hold on, they say,

but other times

you really just want to be the one

people hold on to.