Last of the Replicants

You've reached your pinnacle, Roy here in the rain your tears lost the prodigal son will leave his maker and meet no-one in the after Rebel in your time replicated emotion but emotion just the same perhaps the most human application was one unintended that thought is pure in death

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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