The Human Race
The Human Race
Carry on down your path
Walking your care free mile.
Mindlessly adhered to modern lanes,
A blind infestation to its own life.
Stuck in the now,
Stuck in the, me.
A cold shoulder to its very existence.
Carry on down your path,
A head on crash with yourself.
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