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what is worth my time? how can I determine the worth of something with no meter? a second looking in his dark eyes is suspended an 'hour' 'crafting' drinks is an eternity a paintbrush lets seconds slip like red splashes on my new pants indigo ink on light paper that crinkles when my hand presses slows it to a crawl screeching tires smashed headlight tense forever crash in our house sheets of rain running with a crying brown haired girl we sit and wait and this so called time sits with her and runs from me all of this is precious my mind cannot comprehend the objective nonsense that is time but it can twist anything it is given with time that is nonsense, what beautiful nonsense
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Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
nonsensical worth
what is worth my time? how can I determine the worth of something with no meter? a second looking in his dark eyes is suspended an 'hour' 'crafting' drinks is an eternity a paintbrush lets seconds slip like red splashes on my new pants indigo ink on light paper that crinkles when my hand presses slows it to a crawl screeching tires smashed headlight tense forever crash in our house sheets of rain running with a crying brown haired girl we sit and wait and this so called time sits with her and runs from me all of this is precious my mind cannot comprehend the objective nonsense that is time but it can twist anything it is given with time that is nonsense, what beautiful nonsense
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Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
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