extreme boredom has resulted in
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a skill learnt in camp being put into practise.

kudos to kee wee..

this pic's instantly emo.. hahah

it consumes me.

a song that lessens burdens,
and ode to reignite passion.
rise up,
rise up.
away from that acrid pleasure!
prise us from the seductive bitterness,
the flute that leaves you
spinning, swirling,
alone.

hope has blossomed,
yet is refused an audience.
veiled glory peeking thru,
foolishly ignored.

rise up,
rise up.
spread the binds,
stir up from dejection,
the journey,
your episode,
must run its course.