Insignificant
Insignificant
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Relevance is but a grim word told to those who do not care to matter. Irregardless, though it may seem, was my forethought once said then severed clean. Make haste, for your past is presenting you all with the future.
Insignificance, like all the words that were ever taught to me, my haste can only ever be, hurried up just enough to free... I quickly dreamt that I'de seen this all before somewhere, somewhere long, long before me.
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2017
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