Preference


I prefer

a dead poet,raving mad

yet sensitive

rotting away in some abandoned grave

or an artist,disfunctional

sensitive

heavily disturbed,dead

or alive,doesn’t matter

than a living breathing machine,unfeeling

that feeds on facts and logic

warm to the touch,yet

barely human

any day.

Sensitivity makes all the difference.

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