Thought Fragment III

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Chill chill chill. That’s all I hear all day. Just mindless words trying to make a happening. Trying to make something happen. To end something. To bring forth the quiet and calm. I’d love to see it be that easy. To see someone who honestly could let calm sweep over them instantly.

– writingdilegently

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