What Happens in Bermuda Triangle
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Venmo
Our whole lives
are just
funicular cars
Stay on Polar track
keep moving
Sometimes something so traumatic happens that you lose all fear of life and death. This new stage I'll call My Adulthood. Calmness becomes so grand that victimhood and judgement are transforming, changing the shape of my eyes.
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