seconds elapse as minutes progress, the ups and downs grow more dynamic. words escape as the moment, the screen stares patiently, knowing the full extent of no tomorrowness. the satire of living as if someone is watching, a product of too much time, not enough, but then again, no one knows. watch the sky, watch the market, watch, a passive progressive privilege but i don't have anything better to do either........... 
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