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A generic life is hastily made on the crust of the earth. Deep within are sins yet to be birthed and all around are minds that pine for lack of a greater surge. All the while I fall in place fantasizing of more. I'm sucked into the black hole of drones, at mercy of the event horizon's girth.


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Professional Dreamer

This is not  the  world. This is  my  world. I just said that. You are a privileged presence. You are arbitrary. Perspective is subjective. My  world is objective. Stop interrupting. I have no patience for the faithless. I cry for my dreams. I work for my dreams. I smile for my dreams. I live for my dreams. I'm a professional. No explanation necessary.