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Is it emulation or imitation? Don’t both equal copy and paste? But a cookie-cutter dream gets hard to be, especially out at sea I gasp and splash, but my system crashed So I try to pass and grasp, but sink further from the grass I am an iron anchor upon the seafloor, shedding flakes of red rust, just left to be an empty husk The harsh salt water: my liquid brander Conformity leaves me an empty-hander
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
Empty-hander
Is it emulation or imitation? Don’t both equal copy and paste? But a cookie-cutter dream gets hard to be, especially out at sea I gasp and splash, but my system crashed So I try to pass and grasp, but sink further from the grass I am an iron anchor upon the seafloor, shedding flakes of red rust, just left to be an empty husk The harsh salt water: my liquid brander Conformity leaves me an empty-hander
I always seem to be going through a rough patch in my life, trying to keep up all of my masks doesn't help.
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19/F/Toronto
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
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