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Nov 21 2010

the clock strikes, 3AM
wait no, that’s impossible
i swear it was only 10 ten minutes ago
and how is it that i’m still here and functional?
it’s time times like these where time is forgettable
my handwriting’s illegible, my thoughts hardly credible
this energy, this feeling, well it’s undeniable
leads me to believe
it’s times like these
where time is forgettable

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