Boredom
My shadow dances on the ceiling
I am not who I seem
Driving down the alley way
Damned in boredom
I have no destination
All things are bleek
Things aside, heaven is free
Of paramount importance
Stars dance around me
Makes no sense to some degree
Just bored I guess to be
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