to think, time flies too quickly sometimes. an old friend makes a last minute trip back home. plenty of time spent catching up & doing the same things we used to. except we're older now. more bitter now. in the inbetween, a slight trip down. a sound so pleasing, from a beautiful being. yadda yadda. a split second to think about how much things are moving quickly though not everything is grand. preparing for a future that moves too quickly. i'll take the battle wounds & fight my way through it all. i'll raise my fist to this great mystery. this great misery.
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