Me and my drink on the floor, in front of my machine. 'm lookin at and thinking bout these people around me, they seemed to be balls of fire on diff hues, boasting a lame flame hiding a strong flame. I'm getting tipsy. I like this. Its calibrating my sense. Their recorded words are reverberating. I'm extracting the meaning. Uncloaking the connotation.Very rediscovering.

Tonight is yet another careful evaluation of how I'm gonna deal with these people. Real and Fake. Goodnight.

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