- but it’s okay if you
tell me again…
And cardboardfront my smile shuts solid,
paperback melting mushwet down my throat and thrown away.
Too early the stale corruption of files,
data lost in a conversation converted to abrupt termination…
Remember originality?
Review, rewind.
Overanalysis exists, switches twists of bliss to
self-centered fits.
Tell me more…
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