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There are very few things in our world That we have a choice with From the color of our cars, To our best friends. But if someone tries to take that right Away from our tiny grasp What's the point of the being your own person? What's the point of having a brain of your own? What's the point of even thinking about it? What's the point?
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 1:25 AM UTC
What's the point?
There are very few things in our world That we have a choice with From the color of our cars, To our best friends. But if someone tries to take that right Away from our tiny grasp What's the point of the being your own person? What's the point of having a brain of your own? What's the point of even thinking about it? What's the point?
lily-hasler
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 1:25 AM UTC
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