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Consequence

Everything is connected,

Knowledge is the disease;

So let's all get infected,

Instead of doing what we please.

 

We always are ready,

Planned excuses in our mind

Even though its unsteady;

Cuz really we are blind.

 

Everything has an effect,

Or does that start with 'A'?

A current defect,

Doesn't matter anyway.

 

We are bathed in idiocy,

Which really doesn't make sense;

Sooner or later you'll see

That's the real consequence.

 

I'll leave you with a thought,

It's really simple I swear,

Every line starts with a dot

And ever lines as thin as hair.

 

Careful where you tread,

You could just lose your toes;

The beauty of the future,

Is that nobody knows.

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Mar 26, 2011
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