Cities made of polygons. Bit by bit. byte by byte. word by word.
debug my workweek. Design my night. charge my soul and type my life.
Cities made of traces. Stack by stack. core by core. bug by bug.
thread my eating process. Manage my sleep. code the Haxan and test my stress.
Schedule schedule schedule brief brief brief view review.......
The dust will not be blown from our tongues. split the lip and down a Rockstar.
Crooked scripture for the war outside; bent men for the silent kill inside.
We're living in a spiritual cemetery where the gallows are created in droves.
I'm put on bus just to make a living with a sugar on my teeth hell bent on dysfunction.
'sall good.
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