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My Digital life


Im traveling on roads of gold

my motives remain untold

as I look from left to right

I see a flat green serenity

 Im approaching something 

...a microscopic building...

but wait im quickly diverted back

through the way I entered

Im leaving...my paradise...where could I be going?

finally i make my way within a beautiful glass box where

colors begin marvelously contorting and forming around me

I am the image of my serene and beautiful life

 

 

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