I saw an old man lying by the side of the street starring into oblivionWhat a simple existence, purposeless and futile my opinionHe saw a young man busily running around in futile pursuitOnly to fulfill what he was taught, someone's ideal to suiteI see the existence of a beggar, idle and senselessHe sees the life of a slave, brainwashed and defenseless.
Understood by my life by having to thrive......
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You wrote this? This is amazing. You have touched on 'IT".
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