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These Lenses Click Constant
Click, Click, Clicking.
This lense clicks constant,
and into you I see a change.
Why’s everyone looking this way?
Let it all drop,
Plastic rips of google
And play store and android upon droids.
Haha, you say rectify!
A glimpse of lighter days.
We’re not listening, listening..
Grazing at flecks in the ceiling
Not pained but pushed about.
I think he hates,
But only because
We made it out alive.
Hesitation is gone. I pay you no more mind.
And you go away.
Your memory a haze of pretty much
No more than grazed.
Your game bequeaths snobbery.
Dark and dirty all your special secrets reside,
But not here; inside.
And like so many plastic metals made of glass, it falls.
Everything crashes from the sky,
Inkiness seeps forth from you,
And in another galaxy your tale has never been told.
You are sad.
and all around you look,
no one is anywhere to say;