either way

the weight of nothing was having a crushing affect

The Unbearable Lightness Of Being making more sense than it ever had between the pages

What was there to do

He said surrender to the time

loose the structure

then find peace

Decades if pressing matters wore the treads so deep

the wheels spun with nothing to move forward on

What was all the sense in making something from nothing anyway?

Whose time were we waiting?

Either way

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