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This is a poem of one of my friends online...

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Carry on talking, I left long ago Is there anything happening in there? I know, it doesn't matter But your heart is just as empty Why are you so damn human? You can't feel anything beyond the It's funny, you seems so keen on wasting air Where did you get that flesh? Be kind enough to return it to the worms It's only fair By The Forgotten One

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I like the way he writes. It always makes me think. This piece...makes me think about how blinded people can be to the world that surrounds them. The same world that surrounds us. It makes me think how we can go just that bit further than being human.... being an individual. Questioning everything possible and impossible, making use of the little time we have here and using the air for what it's meant instead of taking it for granted. Hmm *thinks some more*

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