Oblivion
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Days like this
I don't know what to do
with myself
all day
and all night
I wander the halls
along the walls
and under my breath
I say to myself
I need fuel to take flight
And there's too much going on
but it's calm under the waves
in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves
in the blue of my oblivion
—Fiona Apple
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Note: Discretion and self-care advised in exploring some of the following.
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Poem: Japanese Brush Strokes (Oblivion)
Poem: Conversation 9: On Varieties of Oblivion
Poem: I’m rewatching the She-Ra episode where Glimmer gets sick for the first time
Poem: This Is What Makes Us Worlds