Explorations of Everything: black box.

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Sunday, August 10, 2008

black box.

My heart betty-beat-beats, But it's all tricky-trap-trivial, So meaningless and frivolous - That I hyphenate witty-work-words To plaster-prick-pass the time. Heart beats? That's what I said, So yeah, my bones vibrate. Lungs breathe? That's a fact, So yes, my chest rises and falls. Eyes see? Well I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

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