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insensitive

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From the sins of our fathers
we were born to believe
that this world is the thing
we don\'t owe it to grieve
to be happy or sad
to have dreams.. to be glad..
We perpetue ourselves
as we slightly go mad...
Thank goodness for Prozac..
Thank goodness for sleep..
- Don\'t forget about 2-PAC -
he\'s here.. for our madness to keep.
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Luminita Baboianu. “insensitive.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/luminita-baboianu/poezie/101097/insensitive

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