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Oh online little notebook, For everyone to judge. You click and clack, dutifully serving Their owners unwilling to budge. With flickering screens, And dancing fonts, The normal life, your presence haunts. For your company, that you keep, Are false, and shallow, and cheap. Their lives continue, if yours does not. All that entertains, Eventually, will rot.
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
Online Little Notebook
Oh online little notebook, For everyone to judge. You click and clack, dutifully serving Their owners unwilling to budge. With flickering screens, And dancing fonts, The normal life, your presence haunts. For your company, that you keep, Are false, and shallow, and cheap. Their lives continue, if yours does not. All that entertains, Eventually, will rot.
madness-viarti
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
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