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Alone in a room filled with people Deaf as voices blare like sirens Blind to the colours attacking your eyes Numb. Taught to trust a dying system Accepting subpar Forced to swallow questions Gullible. A pawn in their world A bee working mindlessly A money making machine Expendable. Never truly stuck Always able to break free Free to block the world out Pure potential. Wasting what so few have Clay looking for the right mould Able to choose what you are Free to choose.
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Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 3:47 PM UTC
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Alone in a room filled with people Deaf as voices blare like sirens Blind to the colours attacking your eyes Numb. Taught to trust a dying system Accepting subpar Forced to swallow questions Gullible. A pawn in their world A bee working mindlessly A money making machine Expendable. Never truly stuck Always able to break free Free to block the world out Pure potential. Wasting what so few have Clay looking for the right mould Able to choose what you are Free to choose.
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Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 3:47 PM UTC
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