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My Future in Algorithms
Published: 2010-10-13 00:56:16 +0000 UTC; Views: 8370; Favourites: 204; Downloads: 110
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I'm an awning-bound baby,all denim and dopamine.
You're sporting a cardigan,
and a knack for trigonometry.
Toaster waffle junkies,
with blue eyes.
I bridge the canyon between our lips on tip-toe:
(It is more than three inches, but less than thirty miles)
My subdermal south-sun shows through sometimes,
and you're arterially Scandinavian.
I count the stars,
and you count down from 9 to 5.
Statistically, baby, we're damned.
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That third stanza is just great, especially the first line. So much alteration!
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Thank you so much :3 I love alliteration ^.^
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I love the 'arterially Scandinavian' But should it be 'thirty' miles?
All the best,
Emma
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oh dear! Yes O.o thank you for that!
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