A scarred soul,
walks through
life's empty,
one-way turnstyle
of reusable pain...
~ A faceless plastic spirit,
recycled upon societies
judging conveyor...
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A scarred soul, walks through life's empty, one-way turnstyle of reusable pain...
~ A faceless plastic spirit, recycled upon societies judging conveyor... In a listA contest entry
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