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Jan 2017
I don’t think
people were meant to be
built up and
stacked on top of me.
Building complexes
give us strange
complexes.
I got issues
cause I’m trapped in
a brick building
when I should be moving.
My comfy chair
has me strapped in
watching hours of
television
on my laptop.
I don’t talk to people,
just text and
chat with them.
It’s not personal
cause at dinner
I don’t look up.
I just stay focused on
my little telephone.
No handshakes
no eye contact
no empathy
because we
forgot that
we need to talk to
and touch
other people.
We need living things
to be human beings.
Graff1980
Written by
Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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