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I’ve always found it odd when people avoid eye contact What exactly is it that they are hiding? Or is it fear? The all-consuming Mr. Walker going around breaking through windows and damning souls! There are numerous platforms for people to interact with one another But somewhere down the line the connection was lost, forgotten I sometimes wonder how our species will continue to flourish The young men of tomorrow will rather rub one out to a hologram e-slut on their iPhone XXVI than pursue a ripe Jenny up the street Her organs must be aching to be rearranged The poor ******** Yeah, sometimes I wonder Then I swipe right Right Left and Right I’m going to find someone in my area to get my **** wet
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 9:11 AM UTC
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I’ve always found it odd when people avoid eye contact What exactly is it that they are hiding? Or is it fear? The all-consuming Mr. Walker going around breaking through windows and damning souls! There are numerous platforms for people to interact with one another But somewhere down the line the connection was lost, forgotten I sometimes wonder how our species will continue to flourish The young men of tomorrow will rather rub one out to a hologram e-slut on their iPhone XXVI than pursue a ripe Jenny up the street Her organs must be aching to be rearranged The poor ******** Yeah, sometimes I wonder Then I swipe right Right Left and Right I’m going to find someone in my area to get my **** wet
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 9:11 AM UTC
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