End of the world

I was chasing that money power glory

And he wanted to love me

With a room with a view

And simple needs

Simple things

Smoking weed watching reaction videos

I wanted more

More what?

I ran

And then I ran

Then I ran away again from myself

But this summer I ran away as far as I could

I saw the edge of the world

It was the shores to an ocean and I couldn’t go further

But it was guarded by surfers

There at the end of the world I stopped running away from life

Or from love

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