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DOWNLOADED DREAMS

By Soulofdivya

Investors for my idea-

Outnumber yours,

I have a whole auditorium,

Of my former foes.

Making middleware of media-

My body and mind has been keeping scores,

Forging words like Stadium Arcadium,

Pop the weasel goes.

The outside world is repulsive as pyorrhoea-

Their viciousness is the stuff of folklores,

God my provider will not impose a moratorium,

With the lion of Judah I rub elbows.


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