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Plagiarize My Memories

this is not something about the status of the world if it were that then we should take a moment to breathe and move about like we were born to do if this was about taking in o2 and knowing it whilst expelling co2 all the plants would enjoy our breath so maybe we should expound upon the happiness of our lost youth as these were the times that wore no hat and had no true run-ins with adult based truths until we had to become the adults we never wanted to be too many said "you're wasting time" so too many never said "you're wasting your time talking to me" as they wanted you to be the new becoming of the automatons and the plagiarizers of the centuries without a fresh thought that's where the fight begins those without a crisp cerebral idea must leave those with such a mental verbosity very much alone the detritus of the old mix is not with the abstraction of the new despite the need to feel important the path is paved beyond the concept of most evolution is set yet we have always ran upon the backs of unheralded genius from the past

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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