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So this is

what we're supposed to be?

wide eyes towards a screen

aimless lives

on a cold dead earth

a pale gray sky

rats in a cage

electrified:

the hand on the switch

is the same that divides

who are we?

where do we belong?

We’ve forgotten

lost our memories

is this me?

are we breathing?

cold machines

without feelings.

eyes exchange glance

people exist.

eyes exchange glance

people adrift

in a plastic ocean

questions

in search of

answers.

our wrists tied

our closed eyes

our past sins

buried by

tons of ash