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Aritificial

by vivian-sin

You can't even trust the signs of "authentic" and "genuine" anymore. The word human does not even assure me. This, I abhor. Is it so alluring to be someone you are not? What have we become? 'Concealing our imperfections.' Someone with emotions, real feelings. Someone with more than just hoax motions. That is the true crime: losing who you are. discriminating yourself. Becoming Artificial. We humans, are Superficial.
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Our society. Who we are. What we become. Dehumanizing ourselves is just the beginning.

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#fake#society#humanity#mankind#artificial#trend#poisonous
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