I had a conversation with a very special girl on New Years, at about five in the morning. I wonder if she remembers sitting across from me at my kitchen table, smoking dozens of cigarettes (she doesn't smoke), and telling me "There is just so much we don't know. I don't know anything". At first, her words stuck with me because of the passion that
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But that's just me talking. And I don't know where my thoughts are going most of the time.
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