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My mind, much like our population, was overcrowded and
easily won over by the simplest romance.
~awatr
Here we go.
Do you really want to know?
I'm scared. I'm lost .
My mind cant take your stare.
I think I need to be alone so i can feel it on my own.
My presence is always there.
And so the hairy fat ape raped the
puppet slut-whore hybrid til it fell
limp down the stairs of its
sullen gaze amidst the crowing shit-bird
winding a tourniquet casually about it's wing,
facing the corner,
The fabric, so obviously visible.
We, oblivious to its vital importance,
to sustain civilization,
are ignoring the fabric of information.
The institutions gather us,
learning to weave, stitch, and sow:
Every thought is documented,
across the globe, throughout the day.
Personal life—an open book;
online for the whole world to see, and prey.
The drama, the agony, the hoots, and the tears;
Can one change the 6,999,999,999?No. But they can change a few.And those few can change multitudes.Through those multitudes the world can hear.They can hear the simple dream of a small voice.The simple dream filled with strong passions. They can
