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Tip, tap, tip, tap. Words on a screen Colors flashing vividly bright Blurred eyes once keen Squinting at the offending light Tip, tap, tip, tap. A façade of fame Silence in the form of lies Another false claim Behind the screen’s guise Tip, tap, tip, tap. The keys robotically pressed Lips creased; a wry grin Typing as if possessed The mind; a downward spin Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap.
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 5:00 PM UTC
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Tip, tap, tip, tap. Words on a screen Colors flashing vividly bright Blurred eyes once keen Squinting at the offending light Tip, tap, tip, tap. A façade of fame Silence in the form of lies Another false claim Behind the screen’s guise Tip, tap, tip, tap. The keys robotically pressed Lips creased; a wry grin Typing as if possessed The mind; a downward spin Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap.
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 5:00 PM UTC
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