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Standing in a place man-made I am in the dark Even where the light can't pervade Staring at machines strength And the collective thought Funneled into their make So i reflect Into my time My thought My home And the path I direct Do the tools made Understand the machines they make? They are cold Unforgiving and strong Leaving no room for emotional freedom But do I need it?
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 2:31 AM UTC
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Standing in a place man-made I am in the dark Even where the light can't pervade Staring at machines strength And the collective thought Funneled into their make So i reflect Into my time My thought My home And the path I direct Do the tools made Understand the machines they make? They are cold Unforgiving and strong Leaving no room for emotional freedom But do I need it?
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 2:31 AM UTC
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