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auto pilot
i reach for my "poetic pen" like an alarm clock's ringing; while this "vehicle" still moves-the "snooze" engulfs my existence....
"sleep walking"-one's a potential "statistic"; i feel it deep within my skin-death's hand every present moment;
i don't like being "human"....i want to just fly away....
Published 22nd Oct 2022
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