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The screen is lit. A pixelated wildfire. Next to it, a 1TB HDD hisses, then eases into a subtle hum. There is a pencil inside the Best Buy advertisement; bookmarking the electronics section; two 4K HD televisions are circled. The cellphone lays on it's belly; it's no side sleeper. There is a nearby pulse, lime-green; the internet heart beat; the door into a different world that seems recognizable, sounds familiar; the most known unknown. The screen stays lit. Words readable at first glance; countless forms of languages; copy-paste micro-transactions. Left,         Center,                      Right, alignments. And the keyboard is like a child being tucked in a silver blanket. The fingers of God, any god, dances.
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 2:59 AM UTC
Sadness Prevails
The screen is lit. A pixelated wildfire. Next to it, a 1TB HDD hisses, then eases into a subtle hum. There is a pencil inside the Best Buy advertisement; bookmarking the electronics section; two 4K HD televisions are circled. The cellphone lays on it's belly; it's no side sleeper. There is a nearby pulse, lime-green; the internet heart beat; the door into a different world that seems recognizable, sounds familiar; the most known unknown. The screen stays lit. Words readable at first glance; countless forms of languages; copy-paste micro-transactions. Left,         Center,                      Right, alignments. And the keyboard is like a child being tucked in a silver blanket. The fingers of God, any god, dances.
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afinitecreature
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 2:59 AM UTC
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