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 I'm sure if I started counting now I'd reach forever by the time everything ends. I try to explain this to this girl in my Spanish class, the one who sits two rows up and believes in listening and doing your work and other such preposterous ideas, but she doesn't understand so eventually I give up and go back to conjugating verbs and possible ways to die. So instead I turn to my friend, the one who jokes about suicide when in fact she is considering its properties, and tell her a box filled with time arrived on my doorstep and won't stop ticking, won't stop counting down the yearsmonthsdayshoursminutes until the world expires and starts to