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After Colossal

After Colossal

Mutant baby, distorted face, dragged from the incestual womb, born to sit in the doctors room. This is unacceptable.

Your mother and father are sister and brother, they just wanted to fuck one another, to conceive a genetic abomination

This mutation of nature has given rise to our creators frustration, as a result you have been issued with the code of congenital physical malformation

The system will not accept any further procreation, therefore infertility will be applied instantaneously.

The survival of mankind and future generations require strict laws to control propagation, any genetic obstruction is seen as a direct violation of section 11, article 9. "Written (AC)".

A full termination of all parties will take place on the anniversary of (AC) year 2375

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Wow fascinating intriguing poem indeed. Paradoxical a bit, intended surely. Mutations can leave us flabbergasted. Kudos for this intellectual muse.

Nice to read from u again, 
pls Pleez do review/comment my newest poem too

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Nine Eleven

Thank you so much zaynab, colossal is a meteoroid that strikes earth some time in 2275, this piece is a snippet of rules and regulations governing humans After Colossal, there are many more to come.

Thanks for reading

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Oh I see, futuristic eh. I hope this meteoroid doesn't really cause very abnormal mutations hmm otherwise no propagation lol.

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