A Product Of Soicety
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- Votos 1
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Última publicación dom, mar 9, 2014
There is no such thing as perfect even if we so desire it. So we made perfect. But like a copy machine there are faults, rejects, mistakes. But what do they do they do with rejects? They through them out like trash, but they’re done of hiding, done of being looked down upon as if they were trash. There is no such thing as perfect. It’s just a product of society
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