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Mar 2020
No pain
War halted
Famine destroyed years ago
Pristine white and silver
What was once extinct
Brought back to life
Speed up production
Robotic setting
Worker cruelty
Still here but without pain
Machine paradise
Glomerate?
All have their own space
Benefits the soul
...
Then I woke up
Same as ever
Thought the world would move
In a
Correct direction
Expectation turned inside out
Permanent peace
Only in dreams.
Written by
Chandy  22/M/U.S
(22/M/U.S)   
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