They will look back and be able to say I saw the rise of technology. A time when we lost our souls. When women lost their grace and men lost their masculinity. A time like no other, where our lives become illusion. We are all lost souls wandering through a mist, Every moment cataloged through picture and embellishment. They will say it was a time of vanity and madness.
H R Davis
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H. Ray Davis (
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It's an age thing H but very well expressed
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