What would you do if you had information on your hands, that was so meaningful, yet as worthless as lint?
What if it where something about a friend, or a sister or brother.
What would you do, if getting that information, you could either, confront it... or just leave it be?
What would you do if meant that information was hurting you, but there was no use in confronting it?
What would you do if you had information on hands that was meaningful to you and yet as useless as lent.
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