We have so much time to our names, but it is constricted by the ones who hold to a vast concept: this world is…it. We are a taboo mouthpiece to a generation of wonderers. Life is measured in “…cups of coffee…” and success. What is success? Is it the finish of achieving? Accounting my life’s work, my failings outnumbering...
Short and sweet...thinkin' lately.
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Stream of Consciousness at it's best. It makes me pine for the likes of you
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