With every breath I take,
I find more time to waste,
I find more things to throw away,
I find more, more, more, of the same, same, same.
With every breath I take,
and every step I make,
I become clique,
more same, same, same.
With every second passing,
and as the minutes collect,
and as the daylight consumes,
and the moonlight protects,
and the mirror inspects,
and...
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