Somewhere in-between the world of reality and the stagnant prisms called 'reality', nothing seemed truly defined within stripped walled-in wells. And yet, there lies the epitome of technology- no, the prelude of beveled doodles- leaving passerby railways to home and back.
However, rows of one-armed chairs line the pre-manufactured puppets, how come?
Indented, punctuated, semi-coloned, and any other distilled phrase ending with -ed and/or -ing...
"How plausible!" my stifled mind screamed.
Despite blinded contacts left nothing 'to be continued', tidings of imagery vs impressionalism vs metaphoric society, hung briefly inside coerced demeanors.....
(No, this wasn't the speeches of any type of unglorified Bible)
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To me this captures the world we live in today. Spoon fed by media somewhere we have lost the true self, now we have so many fears about life we hide in the reality behind close doors. I can understand your view point. I like it very much. It seems so abstract yet so real to life.
Great job keep up the writing spirit.
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