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Dec 2017
don't ask me how...
but...
         there's a lot of insight
into peering into an empty
glass... (insert manic
laughter for your own
discretion)...
       because aren't we
adherents to the maxim:
we all have our differences?
only now,
do we live in times
of the mass eployment
of maxims...
   the sort of **** people
say when moving,
and hardly find worth
testing...
     the sort of:
perfect breeding ground
to crave: a loss of pasture...
laughing...
almost rationalises the whole
affair as making, sense,
except it of course adds to it,
by making...
           no sense.
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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