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no ambitions

nothing catches my eye
i have no desires
no opinions
in politics, environment, human rights

i'm too indifferent
grey,
the entire city, its people and buildings and cars
all wiped out and replaced
with a foggy, unicolor dome

and there's me

that's how i see the world
it all looks the same
uninteresting, bland

if I could
I would dive into the pits of my heart
scraping every last dust of passion

for a moment
to taste what it feels like to be alive
what love is



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