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Routine

Everyday the same                                                      

Well traced hallways, fake people

Prewritten exchange of words

People around me laugh with their friends

But it’s like all the joy and energy has been sucked out of the air.

I don’t laugh, not truly

What’s the point?

The day just repeats again and again…

                                   

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  1. Sounds like you’re a sensitive soul who feels the superficiality of most
    someone who can detect those who are not fake.

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