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Mar 2019
Human robots living in flesh, the mind gets no peace or rest, just stress,
God knows this stress is never easing,
Should begin the day with controlled breathing,
Tick tock tick tock, eyes peeled to the watch,
My job is just to help turn the cogs, I’m the flesh equivalent of robot, no shock, you forgot, you’re a have not, just treading water on the spot, don’t ask for more cause that’s your lot,
You’re living flesh human robots
Mark Redguard
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Mark Redguard  49/M
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