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barouque and broken

Ports and mods programmers and developers oldschool and would be forgotten with their drives and engines the old is unearthed and regifted like some sort of modern age robin hood or some guy fawkes mask wearing hood hell if I know and this is a bad poem I know it the focus is all too undefined. Am I writing to fill pages? Or am I writing cause I have to? Neither answer would surprise me at this point they remake while I try to make revamp reivent remake and recycle and IP becomes a frail sentiment thrown about in court rooms by lawyers while they play in our basements can’t seem to stop the rom on com boom never soon to bust wave we all ride on in our highpowered row boats I wonder if they don’t do the same filling file after file so it can sit on a shelf a collection of works all remade and restored their work. A lifetime I get it

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