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Dell
Oh how I desire to be like you, to be so wanted, so needed yet living the life of leisure. You are always welcomed with an opened smile with a horde of worshipers at your feet, bowing to your purpose, abstaining from their wells and yet they never truly regret it, like a modern day Cesar.
I desire to be the one to seek out and to be sought after for what and who I am, like you and have your sleek hard body, so warm to the touch and feel so good under my hands. I desire to have the intelligence of a philosopher and the wisdom of a saint, and to know the truth and decipher a lie, but with so much knowledge I’ll never truly answer the why, just like you.
Oh how I desire to be the voice of a generation, a starter of revolutions, and bringer of peace
I desire to be you my Dell computer.
I desire to be the one to seek out and to be sought after for what and who I am, like you and have your sleek hard body, so warm to the touch and feel so good under my hands. I desire to have the intelligence of a philosopher and the wisdom of a saint, and to know the truth and decipher a lie, but with so much knowledge I’ll never truly answer the why, just like you.
Oh how I desire to be the voice of a generation, a starter of revolutions, and bringer of peace
I desire to be you my Dell computer.
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