I found this today, typed onto a piece of paper and pushed between some books on a dusty shelf I was clearing out. It feels familiar to me, like I wrote it… but at the same time I can’t actually remember specifically writing this.
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Tagged as 'yet we think nothing of it', apathy, environment, fogotten words, human nature, poem, Thinking, when you forget writing, writing
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