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I Have Found Importance!


In a time that rhymes, with men who mime, this world has lost it's value

It's as if the clock has kicked, it's last minute,  straight down the avenue.

With a broken heart, it seems too smart, to continue my path along this line

Then all at once my senses would not give a response, excluding the chills down my spine.

For it seems, that in this meme, that I have found no service.

Like a river of sand, passing through a glass constructed land, rhyme needs no surface.

 

The only thing that I wish, with an undivided bliss, is for something like an orange.

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