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Stare, but don't stop You are unlike any living screen Tune out your mind from the memory of self In a mirror that this you will never be seen Why is it so, that we hate ourselves So much so that we must look away And into the nothingness of ironic things That we spend our time starting at screens away
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 1:35 PM UTC
Into A Screen, Away From The Self
Stare, but don't stop You are unlike any living screen Tune out your mind from the memory of self In a mirror that this you will never be seen Why is it so, that we hate ourselves So much so that we must look away And into the nothingness of ironic things That we spend our time starting at screens away
The January Lasts Screens
colmistoirm
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 1:35 PM UTC
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