From me
to you
With sincerity
Look around
Everybody lives efficiently
Just to grow up
Just to move on
To work their dead-end job
Until they're dead and gone
For a nice car
Or a Family
Protected by fences
And stystems of security
Damn it all
We still got lives to lead
Somewhere buried in the hole of our memories
So much for so [?]
To late now
Too far gone
Seprarate ways
Different lives
Foreign hands
Distant times
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