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my vice
On my search for something new
I discovered life's untrue
a memory download, a filecabbnet
we are information weals and getting harder to withstand it
so many humans blinded to this day
none of them see it my insighted way
I've seen the answers, I've spoken to the ones
we fill this life with jokes and puns
our memories save the puzzle peices we have found
I name my storage Wiskazzor but most just throw theirs on the ground
a conscience and a fortune teller
people mostly tend to kill her
I dont sleep at night, insomnia's a death wish
but now that i have found my vice life is quite a sinch
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