I can't remember the last time
I saw the sunset. 
I can't remember the last time
I felt alive. 
These times are the most obscure.
Everything I see is this.
This place.
Everything I need is you.
Your shelter.
And someday I will miss this.
Soon I will miss this.
I want to miss this.
Obscure.
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Obscure.

Personal project, exposing my daily life.

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