CellsA Poem by CookeCody
Like brain cells that are dying from the outside in
become aware and realize, their numbers are shrinking every second, and in order for the brain as a machine and living organ to survive, the fewer and fewer cells must make themselves matter for the sake of compensation, we become more and more indignant every second. © 2017 CookeCody |
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Added on September 18, 2017 Last Updated on September 18, 2017 Tags: Population, brain cells, important Author
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