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Sep 2016
So I guess, I'll sit in silent wonder
Listening to the hum of fans
When all is left to be torn asunder
What is the point of making plans?

What was the point of spending that money
Or spending my time on it for that matter
What was the point of watching those films
Or driving around so ******* much

If in the end it doesn't even add to anything.
Nonah
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Nonah  Colorado
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