This is a story

Once upon a time,
A day went by.
Then another,
And another.
So many words.
So many seconds,
Thoughts,
Actions.
I wondered why
I've wasted so much
On things
And people
And habits
That I utterly despise.
Then, I wondered,
What's the use of wondering?
And so I wasted more time.
The end.

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