Whxt xm I?

Jotting down

Keeping track

Of the minutes

We never get back

I feel as if my body’s a robot

Synapses and reactions playing themselves through

I eat I sleep I interact with this world

And then there’s me me

The stuff unlike this world

but still comes from it

…And thus, we are on the ride of life

one all our own

or all the same

Nothing but particles

sleep to dream

and dream to sleep…

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