May 2022
i wish there was something to do
when i sit around with nothing to do.
yet when i'm free from the clock
and my hands are unglued,
all i do is nothing
and nothing will do.
when i sit around with nothing to do.
yet when i'm free from the clock
and my hands are unglued,
all i do is nothing
and nothing will do.
(26/F/Columbus, OH)
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