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Feb 2021
I imagine before
Birth,
We were only code.
Before we came to earth,
We were programmed.

But, when we were
Programmed,
There were glitches.
Needing reprogram,
No matter how small the mistake

Nobody,
Is one hundred percent
Perfectly created.
Nobody's a saint.
nicetomeetyou
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nicetomeetyou  13/F
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