"Who Knows Who Or What Nut Knows What"
I quicken my pace as I travel through space.
Time isn't real.
All the time and space in the world is surreal.
The world is rotating and revolving in outer space inside a globe.
To no place in particular.
I am just a lonely poet.
I wish you my best.
While telling stories on my computer in my pajamas.
My lies are as white as my teeth.
See you in my dreams!
From Jonathan Billet To The World. Revised 07/13/14._.
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