Half a day and a year and a half later. An eventful milestone passes nearest to the holidays.
What can one say about that time? The shroud of secrecy that claims any that knows without claiming to know, pretends without pretending. Corporate schedules are routed like circuitutious liabilities and all the passive journals in writing with digital eyes. Rotating through and through, stacking through the heaps, that class that asks for much. Another aims her scanner at you and feigns to sleep, that is a place where much substance is made of anything beyond its due. All hyperbolic in presence is the world of suspicion there in store.
Stack the heaps.
What remains seems endless with false corporate cheer.
What can one say about that time? The shroud of secrecy that claims any that knows without claiming to know, pretends without pretending. Corporate schedules are routed like circuitutious liabilities and all the passive journals in writing with digital eyes. Rotating through and through, stacking through the heaps, that class that asks for much. Another aims her scanner at you and feigns to sleep, that is a place where much substance is made of anything beyond its due. All hyperbolic in presence is the world of suspicion there in store.
Stack the heaps.
What remains seems endless with false corporate cheer.
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