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This is my world, this is my world. All men and women wear eyeglasses. All truths we are tasked to seek on dusted glasses Of windowpanes behind the windowpanes. Ah, we see clearer, said the top, we see better If things are viewed on top, by top, the top Refuses to see, they refuse the refuse. Screen them, screen that. They will not see Them, believe us, trust our hindsight, we have foresight Bring us the microscope, that magnifying glass. This is our world, you’re living in our world. Wear that eyeglasses, we customized them for you.
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 11:13 PM UTC
Eyeglasses
This is my world, this is my world. All men and women wear eyeglasses. All truths we are tasked to seek on dusted glasses Of windowpanes behind the windowpanes. Ah, we see clearer, said the top, we see better If things are viewed on top, by top, the top Refuses to see, they refuse the refuse. Screen them, screen that. They will not see Them, believe us, trust our hindsight, we have foresight Bring us the microscope, that magnifying glass. This is our world, you’re living in our world. Wear that eyeglasses, we customized them for you.
bryan-amerila
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 11:13 PM UTC
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