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Mindscape
I live inside of my head
He angers, as it is tiring
Says my loyalty is dead
Belongs to the neurons firing
Love no living, tangible thing
Only interact because of need
For food, water, shelter, seed
In this new society
Kinda harsh
But whatever
I kicked his ass to the curb
Smoked a bowl
With all the friends
This lonely mind prefers
He angers, as it is tiring
Says my loyalty is dead
Belongs to the neurons firing
Love no living, tangible thing
Only interact because of need
For food, water, shelter, seed
In this new society
Kinda harsh
But whatever
I kicked his ass to the curb
Smoked a bowl
With all the friends
This lonely mind prefers
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