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exhaustion.
there's the final finishline
there's the final thingshop
where I've failed, holding onto anything
sometimes cherry-picked,
oftentimes too wrong.
That I don't really hate you.
Not in Africa. Not even in Antarctica.
We were born to unite the Continents of Earth.
And you were right.
They should have left me in the jungle.
https://youtu.be/RIZdjT1472...
Sunday 29th June 2025 11:47 am
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