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soldier
soldier
stark black words floating on luminescent white; cursor blinking expectantly, patiently awaiting command like the most disciplined soldier of literature. flashing across the screen, leaving alphabetical footsteps, marching to the rhythm of tap-tap-tapping fingertips. but that liquid crystal display will never radiate and capture emotions as well as even the simplest scrap of paper. |
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sorry.. i had to
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WHERE DEY AT? ok now serious... nice poem. |
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