All I am now is pixels on a screen.
That's all I am.
I have transmuted my essence.
There is no physical me.
This is all there is.
Words and pictures.
Carried by the net.
Photo - S
Words - S
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She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
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