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Sep 2019
A world so profoundly ill, with a technilogical blight. people going so soundly still with their anti-methodical sight. Never hearing what is right, or accepting what is true. So they face the screen up-tight, living their pointless lives forever & always in-tune.
Written by
Jacob Vogel
102
     Fawn
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