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Born to the glare of senses
spoofed reality infused
a new inherent passive contentment
you are so easily amused

Here and now we
are gone in a happy
a dream in the passage
your time
chances are fading
world isn't waiting
the moment is passing
you by

Questions lie beneath the surface
the fools are fooled once again
a benign concinence we stole our existence
and gladly cast it to the wind

Here and now we

are gone in a happy
a dream in the passage
your time
chances are fading
world isn't waiting
the moment is passing
you by

        

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