I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Monday, September 21, 2015
The Murder Of A Clock
Before you, each minute was sixty seconds long. But now they are much longer.
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