Poetry

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I was born in a time of ever increasing awareness of trials, troubles and tribulations.
A time filled with more people and more information about more things than any other time. Doing more for self then can be computed by the mind. Running nonstop hear and there, to see it all, tho oh so blind.
A constant race to beat them all, leave the most behind.
It was the time of the great contraction.

The world around me was consumed with a great delusion.
We have been shown millions of different realities ending in our destruction in thousands of marvelous ways. Where a few chosen ones are saved somehow to save the day. And life goes on infinity. The show starts at two, eight, and ten. Come on let's go live with me.

While a pyramid scheme spanning most of time plays out. Only Kings and pawns, freely given takers of the makers and consumers. Owners and slaves, but we think we are free because they let us work and marry. They let us buy our products and live on the earth. So we blindly followed till we weren't needed no more. Then beliveing ourself pointless we silently walked to our end.

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