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Mar 2016
No meaning
except what we choose
so do as you will
let chaos rain
but rain always ends
order will be imposed
at least as much order
as can ever be
a new meaning will come
perhaps something nicer
maybe the sun will explode
I never know.
mikecccc
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mikecccc
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