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Tap, Tap, Tap.
Worn away by the monotony,
my mind is too tired to talk to me.
Numbness punctures with invisible darts
my bruised and battered, fading heart.
Disappointment drags away the day
my ambition is an island cast away.
Tap, Tap, Tap, got to persist.
Tap, Tap, Tap, got to exist.
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