ain't nobody real/
i am given the chance to engage in a genuine dialectic once a month, maximum.
bitches is trife/
societal pressures have made most females tough to bear.
get that paper/
technology has made survival an indirect worry for advanced societies, the new challenge is getting rich.
i may vomit.
can i vomit now?
you govern me. indirectly. the subtle pressure of our coexistence makes my freedom-self into an abeyant mouse. the snake gorged earlier.
do you like me?
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