…………..The elephant man wasn’t the universe’s worse metamorphosis, which is why we’ve built many fortresses, a reality I wish to escape but where’s Morpheus; a species proud and vainglorious, our wrongs deflected and hidden from the curious, we don’t just want to win, we want to be viciously victorious.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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Everything must be the maximum, super sized so to speak. Why must we always be the biggest, best, first. That old survival instinct of never content spawning greed. Well written
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