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"Simulation"
as I lay down in my bed- I live today-not days ahead; I sleep tight- inside feeling dead- tomorrow's just a day "I'm" not- under or in a chamber- hot....
till then I try to look alive-nature shows me that I'm not; but yet and still one does one's time- it's life itself- that feels like "crime....
" Player One"- with scripted storyline(s)
Published 17th Dec 2024
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