Sell me your soul.
Package it in aluminum
sparkled with unfading color
Flavor it with synthetic communication
and high fructose hedons
Give it an image from the caricatures of your mind
a friendly face to reassure me of my self
Preserve it with the additives of love
priced to sell; you as only a return investment
Is that your pitch?
I'll go with organic.
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