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How can a person like me care for you?
You want to be someone, but you live like everyone
But nothing important or meaningful or beautiful or interesting or great ever came out of imitations
You can’t ever get disconnected
You just a barcode
And no matter how I try, the years fly by
There are no more excuses
Directed by intuition, not target
I can’t speak for every culture, but with modern American culture, I think we’ve descended into crazy levels of politics. It is politicking, hence indie stars in their basement rising to the level of genius, and then being cast aside in the matter of an hour
