we leave a number in lieu of another.
can a different numerical arrangement really bring something it's predecessor couldn't?
are we expected to believe in a new light when the one prior was still burning brightly?
i had gold in my hands, i spoke with wonder.
un-verbly it's open mouth leaves nothing of worth...
i laughed the day they told me that history would become relevant in my lifely routine.
i laughed the day they told me that.
exacting the hum-drum, i am left with no beat no drum.
the startings.
the middles.
the ends.
i laughed the day they told me that history would become relevant in my lifely routine.
i laughed the day they told me that.
exacting the hum-drum, i am left with no beat no drum.
the startings.
the middles.
the ends.
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