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The Real World

The enemy of humans Our saviour Enemies are not ready Digital chip Everything is digital No one can understand it It is around Not straight ahead Who is our enemy? We don’t even know The ironic truth No-one is safe No-one can understand it What do we do? Hope.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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