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Metaphor-Metaphor: Simile

I am the very empty shell of human ingenuity Lost my luster and imagination I can only put together what already exists And call it new. Now introducing the I-microwave Featuring wifi And a camera for those moments wasted Waiting for hyper-sugared molecules to heat. Blessed with uselessness I bunker down in your nearest department store And gain much needed dust. I am zeros and ones in the system 1 kn0w N07h1n9 balls to the wall I shrivel and die alone. I am the ingenuity of the human shell Lost in my own insecurities, my imagination runs wild with flaws I can invent everything and anything When I’m not focusing on myself. Now introducing my spleen, Featuring My right ventricles, And my wiggling fugus-blackened toe nails, All acting in accordance with my most important organ. Blessed with uselessness I bunker down in my loveless cubicle And crave much needed attention. I am nobody and everybody in the system I know nothing Balls to the wall I shrivel and die alone. We are not so different you and I. I invented you to keep me going You depend on me to do the same.
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