

novelwhat breaks us more?novel
is it the pressure? pressure on our hearts to keep beating others out so we can get ahead; pressure to fit into these molds, compressing every side of our being until we can be stored easily, and are easily viewed like an exhibit of personality --
pleasing to the eye,
melodious to the ear,
and all around foreign to what we used to be;
pressure to be him;
pressure to be her.
or is it transforming,


UniqueRows. Rows. Rows.Unique
Function. Fuction. Function.
Same. Same. Same.
Run. Run. Stop.
Something has broken in the assembly line. Something is different in the rows and lines of similarity and conformity. Rush it away before they see! No one can see the difference! Fix it up quick! Hurry, hurry!
It will not work? Throw it away, ignore it, exile it. It does not exist anymore. Make a new one, assign it the old place! Back to normalcy, yes, nothing different, nothing unique, that’s the way!
We don’t want problems. Being the same solves problems. Everything works the same,
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It was evening and the sunrise
Was just setting in the west;
And the fishies in the treetops
Were all cuddled in their nests.
As the wind was blowing bubbles,
Lightning shot from left to right;
Everything that you could see
Had been hidden out of sight.
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