Although I think that it is quite neat that the numbers have aligned, I feel like it is just... another day.
The number could be repeated over and over and yet, it is just another wednesday.
The day I go home to face the inevitable.
The middle of the second week in december.
The last day of the semester.
12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12/12
just.another.day
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| - Phil Kaye |
Please enjoy this spoken word poem performed by Phil Kaye
Spoken word poetry has kinda been an interest lately.
Watch some of his stuff and you'll see why too. :)
- Love Me

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