Databanks Poems - Poems about Databanks

...Mortality is the sinking feeling of checking a clock on a Saturday and wondering where the hours went. Mortality is the broken cry of love unrequited. Mortality is standing in a library and......

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...Using drill-sergeant precision, the tank rolls through the lab brimming spastic with drive expedient to mine approval, displaying can-do gusto capable of fawning up the ladder. Beneath the h......

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