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Lost in contextual warfare We truly have no word to spare If we should ever get a clue On what we believe to be true Matter of mind, remind later Learn to spell out endless chatter Wouldn't mind bending heuristics Around unfortunate metrics Another morning to reset The pawns on which the sun will set And some times feel like providence Made so you could tell evidence Morality monopoly Lobotomized territory Hide luck beneath the thinking feed Be mindful of the word you breed
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Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 9:02 PM UTC
Fight The Good Fight
Lost in contextual warfare We truly have no word to spare If we should ever get a clue On what we believe to be true Matter of mind, remind later Learn to spell out endless chatter Wouldn't mind bending heuristics Around unfortunate metrics Another morning to reset The pawns on which the sun will set And some times feel like providence Made so you could tell evidence Morality monopoly Lobotomized territory Hide luck beneath the thinking feed Be mindful of the word you breed
If words were a medication this would be quite the strange disease
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Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 9:02 PM UTC
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