x ≠ y
We wait for her to have an original thought,
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She's on her toes, far from her corner,
Her heart dives, whenever she opens her mouth,
Her words, recycled from every airhead,
Her mind's as brittle as a physicist's chalk.
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…
…
…
She's on her toes, far from her corner,
Her heart dives, whenever she opens her mouth,
Her words, recycled from every airhead,
Her mind's as brittle as a physicist's chalk.
© All Rights Reserved