when i was young
maybe seven maybe eight
i
used
to
worry about growing up/leaving school
i
would
count
the years till this abyss
and wonder what the vacuum could hold
when i was young i worried
about
BILLS
i realised i had no idea where to send them/how to pay them
a future of panic on the door mat
when i was young
every
night
had
its apocalypse worries
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