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Oct 2016
Everywhere I go,
I see blank faces,
As they slowly,
Lose themselves,
Piece by piece,
Until there is nothing left,

Blank people,
What made them unique,
What made them real,
Are we just going to be,
A generation of blanks?
With no individuality,
With no soul!
Written by
       Chandler Rain, Benjamin, ---, Leeann, cascandaza and 7 others
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