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Who am I? That's a loaded question. We are all dense individuals, filled like an overflowing dam with ideas, experiences and contexts.
Time. People. Dreams. Times change
Mr. Clock, why are you so mean? Every time I'm havin fun time flees, Yet every time I am unhappy you won't leave. Mr. Clock, your hands are evil, They control me in every way.
Now before you decrease judgment, Heres some words yo
Tick, tock, Trillions of thoughts race through in an instant.