Box of promises
Far to manyoption given by this invention, drawn to keep your attention. With each flash a promise of never ending enjoyment. Flick, flick every second ticks. Keeping minds interest. Feeding the soul endless, with good and bad mentions. With pictures that memorize till body and limp is paralyzed. Un-attended tasks will never gain under this strain. With no communication, must I accept defeat calculate reject? Until they to see time lost like this, will never make mention for now it only adds to tension.
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