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The Internal Life
The game within is cruel
an idea
not acted upon
there have been so many
the internal life
much more arousing
than the real
Hours given
to survive
You become jobs and bills
It takes so much of you
that the famine of thrills
grows wider
Only fiction
can make it better.
an idea
not acted upon
there have been so many
the internal life
much more arousing
than the real
Hours given
to survive
You become jobs and bills
It takes so much of you
that the famine of thrills
grows wider
Only fiction
can make it better.
Published 28th Feb 2024
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28th Feb 2024 2:19pm
I hear that. Bored out of my skull. That's why I'm on DUP. Great poem.
29th Feb 2024 00:34am
