Nonstop (Mini Poem)

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I sabotage myself by looking too much

I should turn my head but every direction is a new magnet

I feel like I should know it all

Maybe it's the outside pressure

But am I fake if I don't find out every detail?

I gotta stop listening

No more attention for me to pay

The more knowledge I get, the less satisfied I am

But I want more regardless

Maybe secretly, this voyage is my enemy

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