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God
I become a God when I interconnect in the web
A human I was made to comunicate
And I fuel up
My lungs boast
And moan in joy
As my brain stem
Reaches that darkness of yours.
A human I was made to comunicate
And I fuel up
My lungs boast
And moan in joy
As my brain stem
Reaches that darkness of yours.
Published 30th Jan 2023
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