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Proprieters of White Noise

Member since 2004 · Posted 29 Sep 2004 · 0 comments

Single digits of code Lines of broken gibberish spanning my peripheral The glare of a belated sun Glancing of my monitor The sharpness grows deeper As a swift meaning settles in The T.V downstairs is so loud And the white noise is driving me insane So goes my sanity And thus my waning will

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