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Jun 2015
No one doth care
To remember mine name
No one doth care
Of from which I came

I come and I go
And as I grow
There are none who follow
As I stride in straight rows

Some may I like
And some may I hate
But always in psych
I know mine own fate
So weather I wish
Or weather I don't
I always do wisp
Away though I won't
Be remembered by any
In these places I go
For as I see many
None do I know
Written with a more old-English feel, just for the hell of it.
I'm Not Worth Your Time
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   --- and harmony crescent
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