If these words mean nothing
If this breath is wasted
If it's fallen on weeds
If you can't bear to face it
You can throw it away
Ignore it completely
Like seeds to the wind
Discard it discretely
And don't feel guilty
That you've wasted my time
I've cast this before you
Like pearls before swine
So thanks for your patience
As I just babble on
Maybe it'll all mean something
After I'm gone
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