Not Human
What if, one day, we find
we are not human
beings, but other
desires,
Alien notifications in the
universe, with other
adventures tied by
pliers.
To be human is to be filled
with flaws, too much devaluation of
will,
I am not like that, I have
a pathos for others;
no gotta I must
fulfill.
Yorktown Disciple
What if, one day, we find
we are not human
beings, but other
desires,
Alien notifications in the
universe, with other
adventures tied by
pliers.
To be human is to be filled
with flaws, too much devaluation of
will,
I am not like that, I have
a pathos for others;
no gotta I must
fulfill.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11547
Human flaws
Quatrain of Not Human - 11547 - Yorktown Disciple
Yorktown Disciple
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