Sunday, 18 October 2015

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Surrounded by blinking lights 
We lost our way 
Endless scrolling endless typing 
We live a life of infinite screening 

Images fed directly to our brains 
In a digital coma we are suspended 
Chasing the perfect photo status 
We live with digits around us 

The thing that you hold is just plastic 
The faces that you see are pixels 
The way you talk is electric 
A minor blimp in a series endless 

You ignore your flesh 
You ignore your blood 
You live in a world 
You cannot touch 

To break free is impossible 
To be free even more so
To open your eyes is a nightmare 
Your battery may be full 
Your life, zero.

(Title is binary for "life")

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