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rhythm & blues sessions to played out "music"
some don't understand what it's like-feeling barely there on one's feet; functioning off pure instinct to work, sleep, and eat....
human? like what does that even mean? this false sense of freedom and self autonomy;
merely existing; conflicted with already scripts been written-for yet another pending battery for the machine....
oh, how I hate it here....
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