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In a white room thirty people empty and plain yet full and lively everyone different everyone same stuck in a system for hours every day preparing for a future that may not exist existence destroyed by being uncreative in a white room thirty people just numbers in a system different numbers but no name
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC
White Room
In a white room thirty people empty and plain yet full and lively everyone different everyone same stuck in a system for hours every day preparing for a future that may not exist existence destroyed by being uncreative in a white room thirty people just numbers in a system different numbers but no name
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC
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