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Aug 2018
When I'm searching for something real,
People try to find what's realistic.
I can't really understand what's the deal,
Being almost real isn't actually artistic.

Face change, body liposuction...
Tons of new terms for the word fake.
I'm here pondering about reproduction
And they think about other dumb **** to make.

In search of perfection, invented by ourselves
We lost our real direction, we're humanity shell
We do nothing relevant, only listen to the media
Watch the Kardashians and travel with Expedia

There's nothing left, we're almost dead
As a plant, we grow with whatever we get fed
We don't care, we do nothing to change
Such brainless animals, we keep living in this cage

Having a sickness nowadays is a trend
Way of getting popular while people's life ends
If you're feeling bad look at this cancerous Human
When you're bored go and yell respect Women

We should respect ourselves, in the first place.
We're not just animals, we're Human Race!
We do have an option,  we don't have to just survive.
So open your eyes and change your **** life!
AK
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