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Contagious, to the point of extinction, Nerve racking, Part of our own subliminal illusion. We have become poisoned by the Social Media, dehumanised, unrealistic and falsely optimistic. Departed from our minds structured like chemical products, in this elusive society that we embrace with blindness. We have become strangers, strangers in our own bodies as old philosophies die and we embrace the loneliness. Experiments of corporations muppets of governments, products of our own minds. Energies floating, intestines bloating, Hearts unfulfilled, And lives not well lived. How long do we still have?
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
How long do we still have?
Contagious, to the point of extinction, Nerve racking, Part of our own subliminal illusion. We have become poisoned by the Social Media, dehumanised, unrealistic and falsely optimistic. Departed from our minds structured like chemical products, in this elusive society that we embrace with blindness. We have become strangers, strangers in our own bodies as old philosophies die and we embrace the loneliness. Experiments of corporations muppets of governments, products of our own minds. Energies floating, intestines bloating, Hearts unfulfilled, And lives not well lived. How long do we still have?
ralou-babiss
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
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